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Mors Omnia Solvit (Free verse) by shit

Now life becomes unbearable No more tears on the floor I want to close my door And tell you I´m not available Cowardice you can call I don´t care how you name it I didn´t ask to be born Am I really to be blamed? If you at least paid attention You´d understand my choice Never again hearing my voice By my manual intervention I´m taking this decision rational Life is like this: ephemeral No more bleeding I will stop it Mors omnia solvit

patty t 29-Jul-04/9:02 PM
my preferred translation of your luscious title is 'death melts everything' (6 years of Latin not for nothing)... if only this were a poem about microwaves.





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