10-17-2014, 05:08 AM
lust for life clings on
when all the rest is gone
but dust is all that's left
of love and sex and death
joy and laughter, love and sex
recharge our waning power
as humans squeeze the living breath
from each remaining hour
when all the rest is gone
but dust is all that's left
of love and sex and death
joy and laughter, love and sex
recharge our waning power
as humans squeeze the living breath
from each remaining hour
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