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Month: August 2016

Poem bomb

Poem bomb

woe betide the man who dreams,
Woe betide the  dreamers,
Nothing good comes from hope,
Its the falsest of all things,
Redemptions a lie,
Accept your fate,
A death you won’t remember,
becalm your quivering spirit
Embrace your damnation,
Woe betide the dreaming man,
The path he walks is hollow,
Woe betide the fools that follow,
Lingering pain is their fortune,
Despair is their only boon.