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As mad as a March Hare,
Hopping through the meadows in search of love.
Mad March Hare glaring through jealous eyes,
Scorned lover,
Jaded romance.
Mad March Hare,
Slinking behind success.
Mad March Hare eating hearts.
It can never be happy,
It can never love,
It can only rape,
Enjoying the lust and blood.
It can't do anything right.
Envious of others,
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Hell awaits with gaping jaws.
Mad March Hare,
Hopping through the meadows of Hell.
Being raped by the typhoon in the level of Lust.
Mad March Hare,
Scratching,
Biting.
This is what awaits me.
I am as mad as a March Hare.
Looking for love,
Recieving only lust.
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Poetry and Things Like It
my depressing and maddening works of idiocy, these poems were written long ago and i only keep them for nostalgia's sake
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The Goddess Zephyr
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