Tag: Cemetary
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Nothing’s left My husband’s dead, so is my brother.So is my sister, so is my daugther.My home is gone, I’ve got nobodyI’m even missing half of my son’s bodyWhat am I now? I can do but one thingWaiting for the end, I’m just watering. *** Mon mari est mort. Mon frère aussiMa soeur est partie.…
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Roaming Ghoul “It was not any mere artist’s interpretation that we saw; it was pandemonium itself, crystal clear in stark objectivity. That was it, by heaven! The man was not a fantaisiste or romanticist at all—he did not even try to give us the churning, prismatic ephemera of dreams, but coldly and sardonically reflected some…