Fare Well

 

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Fare well to thee my loving heart, my sorrow knows no depth.

Fare well to thee my conscience, a wasted tool for suppressing despicable actions.

Fare well to thee my neglected soul, consumed in Hell’s fury, fueled by  ignorance,  and ignited by life’s demands.

Fare well to thee my hubris pride, for I have fallen upon the sword of forgotten values.

Fare well to thee my innocence, consumed by the drives of sexual depravity.

Fare well to thee my broken life, I have been but a pawn, now usurped by Hemlocks sleep.

“Fare Well”

Until Later…

21 thoughts on “Fare Well

  1. As I always say, better out than in…. though I am usually referring to gas. Anywho, who doesn’t have a dark day every now and again where we think of things like; “Would I really look so bad in a orange jumpsuit?” “I think I could get used to prison food..” or the classic, “If I take out my cellmate, then I will get solitary. No worries about being the new fish then….” Oh wait, it is just me that thinks about that? Huh. Never mind then. 🙂

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