Byron In Exile
Frederick Fucking Chopin
- Joined
- May 3, 2002
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I'm sorry I spoiled your stupid thread.
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Well, I'm all for leaving and that being done,
I've put in a request to take up my turn
in that forsaken paradise that calls itself "Hell"
where no-one has nothing and nothing is- well -meaning fool,
pick up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling.
Give me your hate and do as the loving heathen do.
I'm sorry I spoiled your stupid thread.
Okay.These are hidden reefs at your love feasts, as they feast with you without fear, shepherds feeding themselves; waterless clouds, swept along by winds; fruitless trees in late autumn, twice dead, uprooted; wild waves of the sea, casting up the foam of their own shame; wandering stars, for whom the gloom of utter darkness has been reserved forever.
Okay.
But do you have anything to offer, or are you just interested in me?
Ha. I was just listening to that a minute ago.![]()
kbate hates that song.
Ok, as long as I don't have to look at that thing on his face. Closing the eyes and pretending can come in useful.
Thank youI love Louis.
Tonight I am listening to Cat Stevens. Angelsea. Earlier my neighbor was listening to some Neil Young. We have fun here.