Inspiration Edgar Allan Poe
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Imagine you awake from pain
Which spread along your silly brain
Your body has a problem too
Like puppy on at ice or glue
You trying to breathe as much as you can
But something squeeze your silly brain
I’m trying to see myself alive
But Fate’s verdict – you must to die
Because your karma full of black,
And never cleaned like a sailboat deck
Perhaps I sad to many wrong
My motions good, but not so long
Like breathing of the ocean’s breeze,
Like gusell for the thirsty kiss
But I believe the sunrise will come
And something brakes my stooped dumb!
BCDC 04.01.10 18:00PM Baltimore
Imagine you awake from pain
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