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Spare me with light
I am nervey but frail
Wih life;s regatta
I denied decorum
A steadfast motif
of plain eudemonism
An ephitet of hades
Obnoxious ado
Fraud is in vain
Lead me to your door
This Laodicean heart
Oh incandescent soul
In this heretic and dingy room
to resist is ulcerous
A plateau of temptation
devoured my wings
Will subsided
I saw them fade
Those facetiaes in my eyes
Admit me, release me
Even before the gloaming
To the usquebaugh of life
And to the endless skies
For in this broken panoply
Blood is shed.
Life is paid!