'Lethe, The River Of Forgetfullness'
my lethe, you are that river from which i drink, inside this lovely hell your cool waters remind me to breathe cleansing away the pain my lethe, you are the river in this foriegn land solid and eternal ethereal, though you will always be the road to my damnnation my lethe, you are the sweetness of peace the stronghold against fate which would have me remember everything in your waters, i forget my mortal's pain Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jan 04 2002 06:04 AM PST 10 • 0 • 12
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