My final composure for ORE

[Coolt5000]

Time seeks comfort

In comforting thoughts

Let me rest in pillars of stone

Pillars of glass, of gravel

Let me rest within hot ashes

rot in narrow wine bottles

Let me secede my plea for help

for I see nothing but inferior standings 

on a field of wheat

let me fall to my feet

and honor my drunken defeat

I'll now find a seat...

[Apuly]

Daisy, I like you a whole lot
More than that bandit liked spoonin' that ro-bot.

You are a diamond in the rough
Or a flower surrounded by shrapnel and stuff.

I will hang myself from my own tombstone
if within you, I cannot put my bone.

[PabloDons]

Daisy, I like you a whole lot
More than that bandit liked spoonin' that ro-bot.

You are a diamond in the rough
Or a flower surrounded by shrapnel and stuff.

I will hang myself from my own tombstone
if within you, I cannot put my bone.

top kek!

[jxu]

Related

When in the chronicle of wasted time
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme
In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights,
Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best,
Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
I see their antique pen would have express'd
Even such a beauty as you master now.
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring;
And, for they look'd but with divining eyes,
They had not skill enough your worth to sing:
For we, which now behold these present days,
Had eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.