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Lost in music, / I make my way through the crowd. Short skirts, / Tight T-shirts. Fluffy Boots, / Glow Sticks. Whistles, / “Make some noise.” Tripping on strobes, / Bring on the Smoke …
“Thank you” you said smiling, / Not knowing with what guilt / I had picked the red rose / From the school’s gardens. “But, I like lilies” you said, / Not noticing my struggle to hide my …
I’m a desiccated teardrop / On a raft of solitude, / Heading out to woeful sea / Of melancholy and misery. Deserted by all whom I’ve loved / In Incantation of death, / I make my wretched way …