Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what i've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough hate
To say that for destruction ice is also great
And would suffice
- Robbert Frost, a great poet
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"Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire.
What the stars gave. The earth took. I watched. As the sun. Dried. Snow went pitch black. Darkness turned. Into light. As the world. Died. Time stopped forever. Red like fire. When. The forrest. Fell.
Crashing tides against still rocks. Washing machines full of odd white socks. Broken dreams of a once hope filled child. Spoken screams of one usually so mild.
Moonlight reflects, My greatest respects, This distant place, Gives me such a distaste, Sparks shower, This is the glass hour.
If I show you a good time Will you be mine. Will you dine with me in fine wine. Will you dine for all of mankind.
Words flow like blood from a wounded heart on a cold, cloudless day. Words pour like wine from a paper cup in a vague, meaningless way.
What is life without breath. Without the heart that beats in our chest, Without the blood that runs through our veins, What is life. I do exclaim. What is life if not to love.
Happiness is that which everyone longs. but so few of us actually get. Happiness is that which rights all wrongs. and leaves us without regret. Why then does happiness torture us so.
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