Dead World

The DreamThat great ocean of vast starry night Calls from beyond the shaded light Golden beams of forgotten childhood dreams Create my voyeuristic themes.The Dream
The need to long escape this life The drearity of common place being suffice Sends me to the dreamplace Kaddath Where my spirit might ascend free at last.
The dreams of the ancient creatures of yore Populate this waking nightmare of layered law Crushed by the rigid structure of horrord hierarchy And ill informed monsters create their monarchy.
I soar into that garden of thrice delight Where my wi
The Wasteland
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I'd rather have a full bottle in front of me than a full frontal labotomy.
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