onto the street proceed
the hearse and limousine
laying in the casket, the
corpse of inner joy
questioning time
all hope for loving died
greying haze of the
autumn skies
stone cold hearts retract
amongst the knives
within a dream that
commits itself to grief
resurrected by a black
wreath...
why?
where?
how?
heaving sob-seizures
roused by the view
of true love embalmed in a
box
grovel, beg, plead for a
sign, but never mind
'cause bliss is now a word
left far behind
bliss buried in a sepulchre
customized
by the hand of rage
the birth of a violent age
reminds all that
abstinence makes the
heart grow floundering
perish the memory
scream in agony
love is late, love is late
a sorrow-raising surge
lies in the cadence of the
dirge
Virgil's Root Beer.
They don't cut any corners, all the expensive oils are in there. No artificial flavors, etc.
They win awards constantly.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky wrote: "Every man has reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone but only his friends. He has other matters in his mind which he would not reveal even to his friends, but only to himself, and that in secret. But there are other things which a man is afraid to tell even to himself, and every decent man has a number of such things stored away in his mind."
1. All fruit-juice sweetened cranberry-grape juice mixed with sparkling mineral water.
2. Blended strawberries, mangos, banana with orange juice.
3. Lemon Diet Coke.
an awsome mixed drink i just tried yesterday was malibu, ice and squirt! its deeeeeelicious, just tastes like a little hint of coconut and the girls gobble it up and get wicked drunk
Also love whole milk, S. Pellegrino mineral water, Dr. Pepper nearly to the point of ice crystals, Tonic water with fresh lime, and hand squeezed lemonaide.
ok, with that out of the way, i am starting to find coffee and iced coffee my drink of choice, other than that it is about a gallon of water a day or more...
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