UNSPOKEN CHAOS

Have you thy gluttony satisfied
Murderous deceitful allies?

Have you thy thirst lessened finally?

Then let my past live again
or this noon, beside his tomb I shall hang

O’ tomorow’s joy
Gladden my pitiful chest with rest
And grant me one selfish wish!

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