LOVELY PAIN. BY JUDAISKY
Pain painfully pains provided we pummel the plan.
But better breeds of bread we band.
Invested in itched inscribed inks of irritations,
an actions assigned aloud to auction.
Singing an elegiac dirge
to the chants of grief under our bed.
Tested melancholy from abroad
took our fairly joy and abode.
Aloft in the air with free hands spine.
To stake that which our hearts pine
given a full world to appoint
but you see, we chose back to zero point.
Who beat us that we cry?
A chief we were made to try.
But greed and all spelt our heart
as joy is divided apart.
We are great inventor of pain.
An imposed pains, a proposal for power.
Still crying? This is just the hour.
Maggots from wedding cake,
chronic chronicle did break.
Allow me tell the tales of our lovely pain
begotten of on a choice we paid.
THE BLEEDING PEN
GIANT INK MAKING IMPACT.
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