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Isolation and loneliness
Losing the sight of the people who care
Restrictions adding layers to the cake we built up
Running hours of time
Running hours of time
Lost in aimless surfing of the web
Wishing that life could be normal
I wish I can go out to parties
I wish I can go out to parties
And spend the hours without worries
Of a virus that only kills the people
Who's clock is about to stopped
Yet they go out and chat the days away
Mask off, and no care
Mask off, and no care
Yet seniors and athletes are sacrificing their livelihood
To help the susceptible
I wish I could go back to normal
I wish I could worry about math and reading
Versus the death toll of a worldwide pandemic
There's only a limited amount of summers left
Where the fun seems endless
Thinking about the end of a season
Thinking about the end of a season
That most children emancipate
Send me into a swirl of darkness
An inner pain that can't be numbed
Of losing connections
Only connected by a stupid fucking ghost
Only connected by a stupid fucking ghost
I wish I can live without fear
I wish I can live my life without the endless worry
It never ends
The darkness is wrapping the mind
Lacking proper sleep
Lacking proper sleep
There's only so much in being in this together
When all you feel is alone
And I'm stuck in my own thoughts
And I'm stuck in my own thoughts
With my own struggles
I can't even forget it all with my friends
And drown it out in friendship
I can't even forget it all with my friends
And drown it out in friendship
When will it all end?
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The children play the day away
As the night falls and the cookies bake
The children sing jolly songs
Of a man in a red suit
With presents for the good children
They sing to the snow, they sing to the man
The TV blares Christmas carols
As the children get prepared for Sunday mass
And after there mass their eyelids sink
As the parents carry them to their
The night comes and children sleep
Hoping that the jolly man
Gives them the gifts they asked
Merry Christmas DART!
—SupaDudz
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A Litany in Time of Plague
Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss;
This world uncertain is;
Fond are life's lustful joys;
Death proves them all but toys;
None from his darts can fly;
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Rich men, trust not in wealth,
Gold cannot buy you health;
Physic himself must fade.
All things to end are made,
The plague full swift goes by;
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Beauty is but a flower
Which wrinkles will devour;
Brightness falls from the air;
Queens have died young and fair;
Dust hath closed Helen's eye.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Strength stoops unto the grave,
Worms feed on Hector brave;
Swords may not fight with fate,
Earth still holds open her gate.
"Come, come!" the bells do cry.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Wit with his wantonness
Tasteth death's bitterness;
Hell's executioner
Hath no ears for to hear
What vain art can reply.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Haste, therefore, each degree,
To welcome destiny;
Heaven is our heritage
,Earth but a player's stage;
Mount we unto the sky.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
-Thomas Nashe
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The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
-WB Yeats
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