Poem -

Shall fall

Shall fall

Hang 
Thyself 
Into 
 Oblivion 
Thee walk 
Into the hot bellies of hell
     Hang 
 Thyself 
    For the Lord
  Is thy shepherd 
      Thy shepherd 
 The rains 
      Shall fall 
Upon thee
     Hang thyself 
Into the hallowed halls of 
    Ghosts 
        Ghost 
  Of thy mother 
  Thy father 
      Thy child 
  Into the fine dust 
   Of the earth
       The house of death 
      Dust 
          To rust
             Goodbye to 
     Thee 
         Goodbye to 
     Thee 
         Goodbye to 
     Thee 
         Poor sufferer 
             Into the fire 
    Burn .....
 Hang 
Thyself 
Into 
 Oblivion 
           

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Tony Taylor

Hey JAI MASTERS!!.....the repetition makes for some powerful moments....,although I'm not exactly sure what this piece is concerning itself with.....there's no doubt that it has a LOT to do with suffering......I enjoyed being befuddled here!! (smiles).......LOVE and ROKETS!!......T xo ??✴❤❤✴?

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Jai Masters

Death
   Good ol’ death. 
  How art thou? 

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Tony Taylor

Hey bro!!.....I hope all is well with you.....apologies for not keeping up with your stuff more....after the wedding and my current music project I should be back on top of it here on Cosmo!!......love you bro!!......peace......T xo ❤❤❤✴

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Jai Masters

Wedding ? ? 
  Who 
congratulations!!!!!

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