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[hero0ftheday]

Robert Blake, revisited my me.

gather ye mistresses while you may
young times are tough and trying
and this same love that flourishes today
tomorrow will be dying

"You must seize the day"
with a bottle and a broad under each arm
i heard him triumphantly say
only his tormented soul can see through his chram

Acting without thought, just libido
as you temporarily pacify your hunger
constantly consuming this hollow
as your emptiness grows stronger

Count thy strikes 1, 2, 3, 4,
a hope once strong, now has died
no man can ever settle this score
its an everlonging wish, with foolish pride...