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By B.K. Date: 2020 Jul 25 Comment on this Work [[2020.07.25.14.18.31767]] |
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Whatever it was we found We discovered separately It was beyond the pale poetic By the time we figured it out The harm was done The tears cried We blew it Darlin Yet still we are both here After all these years Beating at those words Magic mind music Written in madness Flowing so freely After all this time Buried in the perfect Mausoleum Here and now Blender krypt keeper Tighter trickier than Any Egyptian tomb In a scar so deep Deeper than all the clouds That cover the world skies I rub potions over it Sing out Chanting witches spells Watching the moon As it waxes and wanes Knowing That if ever It is let out again That monster Will be the death of Mighty mighty LOVE And me The twenty fifth of july twenty twenty bk |