BY MCDOG, 3RD YEAR, LAS POSITAS COLLEGE
Rash is the fool who believes
This world cannot hold them in full;
Cannot withhold their pain
Cannot withhold their loves
Cannot withhold their stories
Nor secrets, nor their shames.
Nay their hopes and longings
And angers, brittle and broken;
Shattered like the winds of storm.
O my Dear, my precious darling
Tremble not, for the waking world
Is voluminous and wadded by You.
Only the carriage of death ride hollow.
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