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How now, shall I balance
One doom                  with               another doom
and
keep them in check
and look my perdition in the face
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Would that disturb the sacred balance?
Wilt I sway Hades to use my thread to
to sew the fates of time
and use every single part of me
to make a blanket to keep the lonely titans warm.

Which burden is heavier?
To be cut off or strung along
 Mar 2012 Marcus Eden-Ellis
Conor
The well of the cup,

Gripped by tired hands,

That mixes memories and regrets,

In its bottomless end.

Its still, brown reflection of eyes,

Bears a gentle acknowledgement,

To a tired soul.

— The End —