07-10-2009, 01:04 PM
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why God permits evil
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Location: Serious Discussion
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Re: Makeshift Heaven & Cryptic Earth
Whore of Thanatos
Death is Life’s lust ended, and leaving the body,
but then again, I lie convincingly; it becomes Death itself.
So poetry fabricates for convenience,
while I am forced to eat these salt-in-the-wound tears.
I touch a pressed rose, several years old,
a whore of Thanatos with her plumage upright and proud.
She was crushed the day my grandmother tumbled into dust,
I assume, to keep her company.
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