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Bits & Pieces
Small purposes hold
little bits of meaning
Broken bits of feeling
And a conundrum of palpable regret
Very little can be said for
hearts and little less for
souls bathed in sidhe glow
Very little can and should be said
about glassy eyes and
feyish smiles.
Curiousitity has a way of getting us killed at the least oppertune times.
Sigh.
So what have you to say?
What have you to squander away?
What have you to say...
Little bits and little pieces
All decomposing and becoming
Little bits of other things you cannot put name to
And when you propsition cold gods in silk bras
for littles pieces of Valhalla
You'll have the audacity to call them your own
A score of Valkyries and a few mythical beasts
Fey, and otherwise
Will rain down,
To put you to rest
