A Crazed Anomaly
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Long Nights
In this long night
Every thought I try to write
Truth is the only thing left from my rite
I search for something that'll give me flight
An eerie escape from this thoughtful blight
Let's just hope I can end it without a fight.
Eau De Nil
The aqueous Hapi son of Horus
to whom the old pharaohs prayed.
Let not the plagues of old siege life,
for the years have passed ceaselessly
and you have joined the forgotten.
No longer are you among us,
nor have you ever been,
nor shall you ever be.
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