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Orange Roses in Greenland Prepare to die Bsalmermouth This land is forbidden to all but I We will not tolerate encroachments Just as you are lactose intolerant Inked is my heart with the bold letters of your name Pierced is my conscience with the claws of guilt And out oozes the filthy blood of the unpardonable Why did the old man cry? Why did the old woman sigh? Of these designs, I am not acquainted with This texture is so complex and alien to me For what I seek is yet unfound And what I have already is all but gone Unsung heroes are singing still And I am distraught and bound by my own shackles Love was never comfortable Never before have I surrendered like so If God could cry a million times Would it suffice, Would it suffice? And if you never looked back You would win, You'd be victory.

Lalaou

Trring---Trrrring-----Trrrrring. For the umpteenth time Gareth snoozed his  alarm on his shiny new phone and it felt like it had been ringing a million  times. He fought waking up so hard this morning because, one, he was getting  to sleep for this long, after long and two, because he was having the best d ream about Trisha and himself. The girl in question was someone he'd been  infatuated with for two years. She worked in his office six months ago as an intern and although he had not seen her since, he had been content with  stalking her Facebook page first thing in the morning and other times in the  day.Gareth smiled, his cheeks reddening at the thought of her gorgeous face and  never ending long legs as he jumped out of bed. He ran a cold shower, gobbled  a measly coffee and muffin-from-last-week and rushed to work in his new  shiny car. He was crossing a signal and before he could turn left; which was his everyday route, he went right as he had suddenly, as if it was a