Two papers still to write,
Twelve-inch snowy Christmas shows
And a party every night.
The town has come alight;
Its luring us away from those
Two papers still to write.
All our financial plight
Intensified by shop windows,
And a party every night.
Were chilling out despite
That scary way the time just goes -
Two papers still to write.
But still we take delight
In letting all those set texts close,
And a party every night.
Next year seems far off, out of sight,
But deadlines loom, and no one knows.
Two papers still to write,
And a party every night.













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Beauty is nothing but the first touch of terror we're just able to endure. ~ Rilke
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Beauty is nothing but the first touch of terror we're just able to endure. ~ Rilke
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~Omega (Defiance)
I can't not be by Her side. I have woven my very heart to hers...and now I feel nothing but her waiting, nothing but her sorrow...and I wish so much to only feel her smile...
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As we grow older, we do not get any younger.
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Not EVUHN.
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