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[fahye]

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In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.If poetry could tell it backwards, true, begin

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[apiphile]

Jesus Christ my heart.

[lilith_lessfair]

Freshly alive,
a lad plays Tipperary to the crowd, released
from History; the glistening, healthy horses fit for heroes, kings.

Gorgeous.

[ashen_key]

Augh.

This is utterly beautiful, but ow.