I think he's officially my favourite person ever. No sarcasm.


Drunken Edgar Allen PoeWallow through the wafting streets A drear smell Of ammonia and alcoholDrunken Edgar Allen Poe
A drunken Poe stumbles He crumbles In the tumblers
Of the fickle fate locks Gates to the dam Locking the stagnant doldrums
Lucid but dreaming Proving, enduring Blurring already flaccid lines
Can't be held responsible What can I hold If I can't hold you?
What do you grab When the ship is going down?
I choose my sweetest of spirits.
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Wallow through the wafting streets A drear smell Of a self-pi
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"In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe."
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"In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe."
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"In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe."
WOOT, GRAMMAR WAS FIXED! I like fixing grammar like nobody's business.
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