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Choose! For the Nymph's Androgynous Sake, choose! Stubble your Scent once this Customised Path And not from which we prefer to disprove Which only conceals your justified Wrath For Harmony - the Toll which Fame does pay Eats you Alive; And Life indebts your Due Of we but Spleened Mortals know no other way But build whatever Blocks we have of you Smart-Tombed, then, your vast Executive's Plot Eager for your Rebels assassinate Even with Healing Truths they ply a-lot Once lock-bites apply, it will be too late. Or perhaps alone, your Conscience ignore These Girls cry your Tissues; And nothing more.
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Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 11:03 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN - TOM DALEY
Choose! For the Nymph's Androgynous Sake, choose! Stubble your Scent once this Customised Path And not from which we prefer to disprove Which only conceals your justified Wrath For Harmony - the Toll which Fame does pay Eats you Alive; And Life indebts your Due Of we but Spleened Mortals know no other way But build whatever Blocks we have of you Smart-Tombed, then, your vast Executive's Plot Eager for your Rebels assassinate Even with Healing Truths they ply a-lot Once lock-bites apply, it will be too late. Or perhaps alone, your Conscience ignore These Girls cry your Tissues; And nothing more.
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Mar 16, 2013 at 11:03 AM UTC
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