Monday, May 9, 2011 @8:49 PM
I am Life.
The greatest Cruelty,
The cruellest Curse.
To Hope and Futility borne
Thus into Sin and Despair,
I
was by Desire.
My caprices are many:
War, Famine, Disease,
but to Death am I wed:
I am his herald,
I am his prize.
I slaughter the weak, I strangle the wise.
Blessing to thee but a blight in mine eyes;
Shall thou covet me not; he who does
Dies.
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Someone once told me that life was lost.
Yet I found that if one lives life as lost,
Thus is it found.
//ah! the farce. there is no need for torture.
Hell is other people.//