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This Withering Fool (a recipe)Drawn upon blank moments
That fill with conveniently remembered lies
Transpose all well held beliefs
Then suppress with enraged and ravaged cries.
Feed these colourfully fanciful notions
Of the borne on better times
Realise what is just ... is
Whilst voiding all the logical signs.
Hold on to sporadic death throes
For that is all that does remain
Time has lost all beautiful meaning
For this fool and his ill-gotten pain.
Drawn and quartered is Hell's pure bliss
Upon bloodied floor I now lay
Breath upon breath upon breath
I wither ... a fool's death belongs to this day.
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More