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JuliusScipio — Oh, Blake--
Published: 2012-02-29 16:40:49 +0000 UTC; Views: 98; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 3
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Oh, Blake-You are a terrible matchmaker,
Who shackles with mind forg'd chains
A terrible pair of lovers.
Men wrote divorce-- the only happy one
Of such, and it was good,
That man should seperate
What man had forced.
Mercy was given man in the beginning,
And it saved him-- paved way for you
That you might spit on the face of god
And love your evil and devour it in dark alleys.
Oh, Blake--
You thought to set up lust
As god, invite another woman into your bed
And expect all to be happy.
Like a child you were, who
Expected to eat this hill of sweets
And feel all the better for it.
Appetite leads us to tears.
Oh, Blake--
Break these chains and you tumble
Into Death. It will not be by pushing
But it will be by gravity.
Not all who suppress are evil.
My child wishes, desires to run into the street.
Blake shall let him
And he shall die.
Oh, Blake--
You are a terrible matchmaker.
