
SMEARED IN STRAWBERRY JAM
LIKE SO MUCH BLOOD AND DEATH
THE KNIFE CUTS THE TOAST
WITH IT'S HARMLESS EMPTY BREATH
COLD, UNLOVED, DAMPENED TOAST.
NO LONGER WITH STRENGTH
NO LONGER THE WILL TO BOAST
A SADNESS IN THIS SLICED BREAD LENGTH
THE FEAST WASTED
FLUNG OUT TO SEA
NO JOY OF BEING TASTED
AT NOWHERE ON THE COAST
WHAT TRADGEDY BE.
I'm going to stop typing now as I'll want to die if I actually continue
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Mon 10 Oct 2011, 23:48,
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LIKE SO MUCH BLOOD AND DEATH
THE KNIFE CUTS THE TOAST
WITH IT'S HARMLESS EMPTY BREATH
COLD, UNLOVED, DAMPENED TOAST.
NO LONGER WITH STRENGTH
NO LONGER THE WILL TO BOAST
A SADNESS IN THIS SLICED BREAD LENGTH
THE FEAST WASTED
FLUNG OUT TO SEA
NO JOY OF BEING TASTED
AT NOWHERE ON THE COAST
WHAT TRADGEDY BE.
I'm going to stop typing now as I'll want to die if I actually continue