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Oh, my spurn of this shallow swamp! For: it is not extensive enough to blanket my body, when I fall over, clomp- ing through the mud so rough. To, under starlit sky, be submerged- fully- on a summer night- a desperate attempt to purge- this black matter from within my blood and these negative emotions that do flood- my mind from time to time, these sinister thoughts of mine. Under muddy waters, all of my feelings absolve; & under muddy waters, the time on my watch comes to a halt. It's truly tantalizing- how all of my pety issues can be resolved: with merely one immaculately deep breath - of the muddiest water. Under muddy waters, the world's disarray fades off; & under muddy waters, I let out my last and final cough. -- Where is the grandeur in growing grey, without the girl you're grateful god grew? Do you understand how grand- it would be to sleep, hand in hand,  next to her while she is blanketed in my old, ragged shirt? Oh, the stupid smirks: I would emit without command. -- Unto these muddy waters, my shadows follow. Unto these muddy waters, my soul has ran - and fallen; and into these muddy waters, I will be swallowed. -- Just have to drag out the garden hose first- & run the faucet for a days worth - time. Then, and only then, shall my end- begin. - Under muddy waters.
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 4:55 PM UTC
Unto Muddy Waters
Oh, my spurn of this shallow swamp! For: it is not extensive enough to blanket my body, when I fall over, clomp- ing through the mud so rough. To, under starlit sky, be submerged- fully- on a summer night- a desperate attempt to purge- this black matter from within my blood and these negative emotions that do flood- my mind from time to time, these sinister thoughts of mine. Under muddy waters, all of my feelings absolve; & under muddy waters, the time on my watch comes to a halt. It's truly tantalizing- how all of my pety issues can be resolved: with merely one immaculately deep breath - of the muddiest water. Under muddy waters, the world's disarray fades off; & under muddy waters, I let out my last and final cough. -- Where is the grandeur in growing grey, without the girl you're grateful god grew? Do you understand how grand- it would be to sleep, hand in hand,  next to her while she is blanketed in my old, ragged shirt? Oh, the stupid smirks: I would emit without command. -- Unto these muddy waters, my shadows follow. Unto these muddy waters, my soul has ran - and fallen; and into these muddy waters, I will be swallowed. -- Just have to drag out the garden hose first- & run the faucet for a days worth - time. Then, and only then, shall my end- begin. - Under muddy waters.
April 4th, 2016
HideousAegidiusOCrowley
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HideousAegidiusOCrowley
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 4:55 PM UTC
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