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Eleanor Rigby Aug 26
I went fishing everyday
But today I met you,
And it's the first time I learn
That eyes can be hooks, too.

-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Aug 26
We built a world
Where eternity exists
In a small box.

-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Aug 26
How should I repent
When my faith is bent.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Aug 26
It shuffles and distributes
The golden hand at times
The losing one mostly
And God smiles
At the irony of it all.
The dice rolls and giggles
It is not for us mortals.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Aug 26
Please be pleased
By the summer breeze
When I died I was taken
From winter to your heaven
Please be pleased
By my death
It is the birth of a new love.

-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Aug 26
As my heart pours liquor on my soul,
My head drops a verse
For that whom is in question --
There could be no substitution.

-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Nov 2018
It is only at the mercy of God
That I still live rightly
That very same God
To whom I did wrongly.
Should I have died
Before the sun rose
That evening in the war
Where widowed in blood shed pose.

For whom must I live justly
If for those I killed rather softly
At the expense of the fair
I live poor, pale and frail.


-- Eleanor
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