i loved your ways.
you used to feed my brain.
Nowadays i am full so much of reality,
and it is killing me.
Id like to see you more often than i should.
Come by with Pegasus sometimes at my bedside,
get Nyx to bedazzle me,
while you are at it, take Sleipnirr with you,
a great race towards the end of my slumber, while
I dr3am my day away with all of you.
I still love you,
We used to have so much . . .
Come old ye faithful my wandering eye,
come senses please subdue all this,
coffee stay away.
I beg of your mercy,
do not tempt me, for i am weak the mere utterance of your empty calorie.
Sleep my beauties sleep,
go as i go to wander in the shadows of the night,
among the grass leaves of Erebor,
in the twilight sky of Rohan,
To the south I see Toril,
almost the dawn breaks, I see fire upon the skies breathing,
basking in Takhisis constellations. . .
Sweet sweet fragrance of lotus, let me hear your whisper
among the reeds,
as i am in need of that partial sleep.
I know you can,
i see you can,
thing is Why of all things
That the line has to drawn,
That a line have to be torn down,
that this time a line had a limitation.
Once upon a birth,
when the twine is thick now it runs
with fumes upon years
of frown and frustration.
Dream a thick nor thin,
the line as the same since
until it was then but not now.
My dear cute and sweet Lachesis,
please tow the line
before mine own is never the same
and keep my line intact
for i know not of the fate you can deal,
only the last sister decides not you, not you.
Spread the line
Spread the line,
please do not make a lie
in which all truth
would be your night
to lay on.
And if you do, try not to tread on the line,
do not test Atropos,
She is one trigger happy,
It is a pure madness,
She can make
an eventfull one,
let’s not dare;
to see the out come,
let death come;
into the view,
when she percieves it to be.
Hiss pa fisshhdish. . .
Sheesh oa pheesh vishes….
Coming in about the corner of the eye
round under the slip of your toe,
Then is shall wrap that heel
where Achilles was screaming
was shouting. . .
“Kill me now!!! ”
“Kill me now!!!”
” I am in agony, swallowing turtle upon the heels of this wound”
And as Achilless would suffer,
Do i let you,
or can you tolerate as i watch you in slow agonizing pain.
Says the Gout
While all the joints are hurt.
Arrgh, Rawrrgh, Barraaghhh,
Aahh someone give me a toothpick,
this flesh has been on my backtooth.
This last one really soured my taste in men.
Women as the same.
Then why bother with this race, they have a filth that no others can at least have some decent tang to it.
the control in which i am in.
Then my lovely Belldandy,
would u kiss me fully.
Can your arms of yours
my cute atropos hold m3 in place.
So in time, i can be and see
a very sweet smile upon me,
as you take me in your;
so please swallow my fated life.
The locks c.17