death

death

I have outlasted all desire,My dreams and I have grown apart;My grief alone is left entire,The gleamings of an empty heart.The storms of ruthless dispensationHave struck my flowery garland numb,I live in lonely desolationAnd wonder when my end will come.Thus on a naked tree-limb, blastedBy tardy winter's whistling chill,A single leaf which has outlastedIts season will be trembling still.

I have outlasted all desire,My dreams and I have grown apart;My grief alone is left entire,The gleamings of an empty heart.The storms of ruthless dispensationHave struck my flowery garland numb,I live in lonely desolationAnd wonder when my end will come.Thus on a naked tree-limb, blastedBy tardy winter's whistling chill,A single leaf which has outlastedIts season will be trembling still.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I went down to the river,I set down on the bank.I tried to think but couldn't,So I jumped in and sank.

I went down to the river,I set down on the bank.I tried to think but couldn't,So I jumped in and sank.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won't hurt

No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won't hurt

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us,as it should.

I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us,as it should.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. The secret of life is to "die before you die" --- and find that there is no death.

Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. The secret of life is to "die before you die" --- and find that there is no death.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.

It's only in drugs or death we'll see anything new, and death is just too controlling.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.

People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it's in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you were just born. Everything that's born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they're all on fire, and we're all trapped.

I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it's in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you were just born. Everything that's born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they're all on fire, and we're all trapped.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTHI do not carry a sickle or scythe.I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold.And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.

A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTHI do not carry a sickle or scythe.I only wear a hooded black robe when it's cold.And I don't have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.

But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The phoenix must burn to emerge.

The phoenix must burn to emerge.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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