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So it/s all just a crock of shit.  That’s all this life is.  Caca de toro.  Caca de toro.  All the matadors are slushing thru it as the bloodthirsty crowds scream for the sword.  They always desire more and more carnage.  It’s all too much to take as this fever pitch rises to a peak.  The buzzing hums crying along under a deep blue sky.  A dew stained with blood permeates in the stands.  I fear the broadness of its reach.  The glory eludes me as I only see the gore.  I simply do not understand. . .

A life filled with pain

espada draining all life

agonized moments

dreams remain elusive yet

clinging, gasping for last breath