What can we scribe, to any ends
What will not feel and felt defends
Despair, in guilt and twisted pride
At failure to one's heart confide
And failing, whispers words of shame
"Despair, there is no coming recompense
Despair..."
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Reivax Camlost (
Offline) - Published: March 4th, 2017 12:51
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Don't despair my friend, keep going.
The only recompense is the end which is untenable. Enjoyed.
Great write
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