| Meow. |


No KnowingA wind up toy, my little heart Your hand so deft and touch all new But there is no knowing no So know, for you know not what you doNo Knowing
You are blind. Conductor
to my drummer, who rightly reads the wrong score true Effort worth an orchestra But there is no knowing so, please know he beats for knowing you
You are blind in blissful ignorance So by this I wish my vision flew May I see the same
(sans wound-up heart) For no knowing; or To never have known you.


Sonnet for the beast withinFear floods through the midnight skies Lunar catchment waxing full Until thrice monthly mortal eyes see the signs so fight the pullSonnet for the beast within
Down he soars from silver sun Starved, insane with captive rage Human frailty wills to run but sole holds soul in monster's cage
Teeth and tongue do Devil deeds beneath the bitter, swollen moon Poison bites plant evil seeds All forgot in waking noon
And still beyond the wolf refrain a tender human doth remain.
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"I remember back in '68... I don't like you. The end."
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"Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!... You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are what they are?"
-Lord of the Flies
And now that someone has finally recognised it (I mean, it's only been a year), maybe I can change it! Lol.
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"I remember back in '68... I don't like you. The end."
--
"Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!... You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are what they are?"
-Lord of the Flies
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