Withering whispers,
A smile from the weird sisters,
Time slips in to the future,
Just, swaying backwards and forwards,
A leap across the gilded sun,
And all that makes us run,
From hither and thither,
Oh! This life, ain’t it fun?
Pick yourself, from every fallen stair,
Let the blood & tear evaporate,
For, just play your part and be lost
Care not, what it cost,
Shadows of another day,
Long drawn, and dark,
Just a reminder,
Of a long night to come,
Way of life and starry nights,
Wicked throes of passionate bites,
Slithering smile on the lips of heaven,
Wallows and thunders, at this hour of eleven
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