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REDRUM

Give up your RED and murderous rage,

I tell the Mirror,

Give up your BLACK moods of Despair,

pretty baby.

Give up the Viridian Green

of your jealousy obscene

Don’t bite that bitter Apple,

Eris, know what I mean?

Give up…

Give up..

Give up the FOOLS GOLD of Ambition!

Those Clouds of Glory in the Air

are just

Dust.

Trust

me Friends,

I know where that s-s-stuff ends.

Seek instead the SILVER slivers

of the Silence of the Night,

like Bright bangles of the Moon

She wears,

She weaves Solitude,

like a Charm.

Like some Brooch,

burning brightly,

in a young girl’s RAVEN hair.

Oh Give up your RED

and murderous Mask,

I tell the Mirror,

Give up.

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The late Reverend Hellfire had a different relationship

to Time than most of us.

He is there when he is there.

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~ by reverendhellfire on September 29, 2014.

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