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Last Night With You
I'll be with you when our roof is the night sky
Then morning came and you said goodbye
Slept in my arms for the last time
There I lost you and I was the one who died
When the night ended and the dawn settles in
I can feel the sadness that just yearning can bring
I close my eyes, but you slip away,
Leaving me alone to face the numbness of the day
Ephilor Van Helmt Azamanor II
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Heavier than I can carry
You appeared to take up residence in me
Brought with it more pain than I could bear
Loaded with more madness than my sanity could tolerate
Appeared to me at night, like an old friend
That stabbed me in the back
But licked the wound
Addicted me and tore apart everything I could offer
For no offering is worthy of your divinity
Like embers in my eyes you comfort me
Brings relief loaded with desire
Just to deny me the light I see on the horizon
For put yourself where I can never reach
Couldn't heal the wounds you caused yourself
And you can't even run away, when i no longer there to blame
Lost like a castaway who couldn't read the map
And understand the curves that got me here
You abandon me
Let go of my hand and let me get lost
And yet found me at the end of the path
Just to devour me
Ei' Lor
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Pain
It's not hell if i like how it burns in the fire of your eyes
I don't need to hurt myself anymore now that i have you to do it
And, suddenly, I need you to bring the comfort I feel in pain
The sharp pain of your disdain
And the relief I get from your desire
I can feel the throbbing pain under your skin too
I can feel everything
like embers in my eyes
Ephilor Van Helmt Azamanor II
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Artwork by Nicola Samori
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Bela Lugosi playing Jesus Christ in a theater performance of a Passion Play in Hungary, 1909.
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Roll the Dice
if you’re going to try, go all the
way.
otherwise, don’t even start.
if you’re going to try, go all the
way. this could mean losing girlfriends,
wives, relatives, jobs and
maybe your mind.
go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or
4 days.
it could mean freezing on a
park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision,
mockery,
isolation.
isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your
endurance, of
how much you really want to
do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the
worst odds
and it will be better than
anything else
you can imagine.
if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
there is no other feeling like
that.
you will be alone with the
gods
and the nights will flame with
fire.
do it, do it, do it.
do it.
all the way
all the way.
you will ride life straight to
perfect laughter,
it’s the only good fight
there is.
Charles Bukowski
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"May the rotting flesh of kings feed the earth"
Anti-monarchist graffiti seen in Portland, Oregon
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Would you live here with me?
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It’s not hell, i like how it burns
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