In My Beginning Is My End

In my beginning is my end
The death`s lady oogles dirty deceased face
The facades of life is always bent
Ne`er straight
The light-house distant glimmer w/ pain
Intense;The life intensive care wrestles
with death;diana can`t find no fun with
charle`s snake!
In my beginning is my death
I see the feathery white clouds floating away
with soft,subtle flames of despair dense.
The willows in awry woods earnestly to the
wild,wild wind of the West
alas! the willows are alway stationery
while the west wind stayeth wild,wild
uncalm,unrest,virgin,innocent!
O the late nights` soft,serene,sylvan water
Of waves weep,weep,weep at he injustice of
Eve`s children;If She be wept
He be wept,too,it must be wept!