Fire..Fire within these walls,
Burning for ages,
Till the last soul is lost..
Up in flames with no warning..
insane..yet saintly and sober
and in mourning
by morning.
And the sun turning black,
black as onyx,
since way back when,
always..
"Here lies, a morbidus of certain nutrix kind, expired untimely, though of restless mind, she was, alas, a victim of an artist's life."
3 comments:
Well, that's one person's opinion. ((U))
Actually, the notion of a "damned" city is quite popular :) SPB is my obsession..
Someday you'll have to give me a tour. But why the "damned city" thing? Where does that come from?
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