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Galatea

What a fierce and awful hope hangs
Hollow in my chest, like rope,
A tightened noose
Which every morning wakes me
With a siezing anticipation
All marble and sunlight,
Lead-laced glass and blue sky
A flight with broken wings
To leave my sweetest purgatory.

Goodbye FOREVER

Today was the last day of the holidays for me.  I went out to lunch with Jackie and Xin at Chadstone.  Then I came home and played WoW with wickedkiwi and thrace_.  It was a good day.

I'm about to go to sleep, and when I wake up again, I will have officially Started Work Again.  This depresses me greatly.  I've vowed to maintain a better work/life balance this year, but it's easy to say when I don't have 1981724 essays to mark, lessons to plan for, parents to call, meetings to go to, blah blah blah whatever. Yet.

Here is a ridiculous WoW poem to balance out my recent spate of emo entries:

Heartstruck by a Death Knight Dwarf

Your hair is like the leaves of Azshara
Your ample cleavage is large and amorphous
Like a voidwalker
When you orgasm, you sound like a murloc
You chip away at my defences
Like damage over time
Draining my soul slowly
You have mortal struck my heart
And no bandage will heal me now
Let me be your portal to pleasure
My sword is stronger and harder than Frostmourne
All of general chat will hear you scream my name
And trade channel too
I will bring you home, again and again,
Like a hearthstone.

© Lish