

Jester's Song Dance, sing, be merry!Jester's Song by ~Expatriate
for the world is gray,
and we must be patches
of color that stray
o'er the wild earth.
And sing what we like,
and shout what we like!
Cry peals of laughter,
weep tears of mirth.
Let's watch the people
hurry, scurry by,
they pay us no heed as we jolly stroll on,
calling to them with nonsensical song:
telling of all the troubles that lie
ahead while they live, and perhaps when they die.
For if they could hear our jester's bells chime,
if they catch our sweet song of the knowledge of time,
they would find far too much
of the wisdom that's hidden;
and to sleep, dreamless sleep,
by the gods would
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God Save the Queen
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Death makes angels of us all
& gives us wings
where we had shoulders
smooth as raven's
claws
-Jim Morrison
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F A C E B O O K
E E R I T R O C I T E . C O M
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Death makes angels of us all
& gives us wings
where we had shoulders
smooth as raven's
claws
-Jim Morrison
Welcome to DA!!! I notice you don't have much stuffs, but I hope you add, because I'd like to see your stuff. ^^
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Anyway you look, anyway you talk it over.
It's easier to let it slip out of your mind.
But it rips your heart out.
Then it kicks your head in.
Just give him one more chance,
Try to see the beauty in his world.