meri (broken_gizmo) wrote,

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Get out of my head! Agh! Out!

I've had this stuck in my head for days. Maybe if I share it with all of you, it will leave my head. Though, I suspect that the only one I might snag is jehanna.

This living hand, now warm and capable
Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold
And in the icy silence of the tomb,
So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights
That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood
So in my veins red life might stream again,
And though be conscience-calmed -- see here it is --
I hold it towards you

(There! I've shared it! Will you please leave my poor brain alone!?)
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