MUD.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
is this to live?

Submitted: May 13, 2007

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Is this to live, mortal soul?
Bined with feather straps?
And stolen hearts that once had loved,
now loving the thick black mud.

Is this to be, to think, to glee?
In human nature and every part,
Rather than kill off all decency,
And die a conceited beggar.

It is no life that sucks thee dry,
But leaves you wanting more.
And past paths of glaring lights,
I wish to go no more. 


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