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Jul 2015
there are skulls and ghosts
and an aura of death

and the king, he walks still
along the rooftops and gallows
until helios chases him dead.

and ophelia, she went gasping
beneath the weight of her thoughts,
finding air only in death.

and hamlet, he screamed his lungs out
before taking his mother's legacy
and drowning in her blood.

and if you think for too long,
you'll learn the real poison is...
my book was hamlet by william shakespeare. there weren't enough words so i had to go to the next line. oops.

act 1, scene 4, lines 3-4
HAMLET: what hour now?
HORATIO: i think it lacks of twelve.
glassea
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glassea  24/USA
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   --- and its gonna make sense
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