Rikochet Posted July 5, 2005 Share Posted July 5, 2005 (edited) Αποτέλεσμα ενός πειραματισμού μου με λέξεις και ομοιοκαταληξίες: Slum, slum, Echoing the drum, In the middle of the night, I’m awakened by fright! Oh, fright! How cool, Chilling my bones, You Terror’s son and tool! Drums, drums, Echoing in the slums, Exordium of my death, How cold is my hearth! Oh, hearth! How hot, Warming my flesh, You Fire’s son and dress! Off goes the drum; Silence fills the slum; Down goes my (said) gain… Up goes my pain! Oh, pain! How bold, Searing my heart, You charming prince and dark! Beating, beating, The rhythm it’s building, Alive was the slum! Fades now the drum… Edited July 5, 2005 by Rikochet Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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