What am I? Oshashiro oil, Elvilano is Karena.
For that reason, Unbound Club, do not give him a bite–
Please refresh me, We, why are you here?
“It is high, walking drunk. Emotions are both curses and gifts.”
That makes all the difference, doesn’t it?
and the piano plays anyways and the tears never fall
and the body within the body is weighed down by a little
green plant’s heavy haze.
“Here lies a maturing man unwound,”
reads the obituary. “A fool perished, lost to the endless ways
of spending the odd fortunes he believed to have found.
He did not understand the limits of the heart
or where to make the final breath or when the last line was intended.
Mutter, mutter, mutter. We could not stand his
incessant mutter. We told him
‘Life awaits just beyond your candle-lit haven!’
His response was always the same:
‘Each time I leave my room I return only deeper
and drearier than the time I last left It,
therefore the rewards of life are life
even when prizes are won with hedonism.’”