Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.


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The weird sisters

Sing a tune to

Me. In my darkened

Space underwater over air.


They sing of your

Coming, but I will

Not be her

Waiting when you arrive.


Long ago, I left the

Place your servants

Prepared for me. I also

Left you weapon, eternally held over me.


I went to land to see the

Beauties You banned

Me from. I ignore your

Desire of me.


May you find your

Treasure at the

Bottom of the Lake.

I no longer dwell there in you.


Written by uncannynerdyguy

October 5, 2011 at 10:41 pm

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