by Unknown
Dec 2010 338 Views 0 comments
? dark
Sweet and low
the melodious rhythm
the rhyme without reason
of sleep and breathing
the rapid of the RIM
vibration of the uvula
the tantalizing dream illicit
brought to fruition -
no black and white
thoughts duplicit
How goes the march to desire
through torture, pain, and fire
down the river styx I fell
through thoughts filled
with brimstone smell
into the very depths of hell
upon whose very steps I dwell
please god I beg these dreams you quell
the melodious rhythm
the rhyme without reason
of sleep and breathing
the rapid of the RIM
vibration of the uvula
the tantalizing dream illicit
brought to fruition -
no black and white
thoughts duplicit
How goes the march to desire
through torture, pain, and fire
down the river styx I fell
through thoughts filled
with brimstone smell
into the very depths of hell
upon whose very steps I dwell
please god I beg these dreams you quell
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Posted: Dec 2010
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