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From This Dull Red Blade Forged In Heart's Plunder
From this dull red blade
Forged in heart's plunder,
Does false Aphrodite proclaim
Pain's numb slumber.
In this warm beating casket
Brimming of benvolent desire,
Does Swift Foot Time kill
Eros no higher.
Out of the spring flowers
Held in Venus' locked chain,
Does hollow petals compose
All "Man's Bane."
With its end, the Hollow Wood
Never go,
For it stole, Juliet and
Romeo.
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from this dull red blade forged in heart's plunder
Last edited by GridCanal : 04-16-2008 at 02:55 PM.
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...lets laugh together...
...lets dance...
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