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• Artiste: Maudlin Of The Well
• Titre: Pondering a Wall
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Here am I, red and sour. Mine eye smiling to thy side! He lives in a river From Carina's door Washing out the devourer Of dying acres Maybe salvation deserves this? All in my hand overcame me. Eyes on you, I drowned in yours, and then My house forsook me. Lithely trickling away, my name from thee In a slumber-call... Hast thou dreamt my name? Haste, my weight is hollow. Speak, and it saves me. Haste, speak, trust me. Atop a hill, a marvelous night's Lustrous vistas mark the year, Creeping across the barony. Phantoms flicker with a licking breeze, Admonishing thee of wicked pleasure. I scheme to renounce my treasure With a furtive smile, silence But tears, they stream for thee Thou! Lusting a dungeon This land is like... a goblet of the thick And black! Brim-filled before the moon-crest I'm pondering a wall And poised with knives And then, I look at you (Secretly, of course)