Monday, 16 June 2014
SOME NIGHTS CRIES
It will be sweet ooo
This bitters are sickish oooo
It stains the tongue and better the liver
The stomach groans with the sweeter danger
These noises are speaking gibberish
Conditions jeer and demean
Friends forsaking and mocking
It will be sweet ooo!
let the bitters get uglier
At the palette of bitterness is sweet
At the strangest curve is a straight
The gates of help makes it sweet
It will be sweet! They said
And those days of happiness
Will mask centuries of scourge
It will be sweet ooo! Sweeter than those days
Yes it will be sweet
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