“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.”
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“I am the gilding of the gold
I am the painting of the lily
I am the crushing of the sand
I am the tirading tide of bland
I am the taunting silver light which penetrates and scars the sky
I am the remnant hopes and dreams of all good men that come to die
I am the surgeon’s chromium dagger
I am turgid Las Nevadas”
― Hitting on 16
I am the painting of the lily
I am the crushing of the sand
I am the tirading tide of bland
I am the taunting silver light which penetrates and scars the sky
I am the remnant hopes and dreams of all good men that come to die
I am the surgeon’s chromium dagger
I am turgid Las Nevadas”
― Hitting on 16
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