katzenjammer- hangover, uproar, clamorous environmentĥ0. myriarchy- government of 10,000 personsĤ9. mulligrubs- a despondent or ill-tempered moodĤ5. misfeasance- doing a lawful act in an incorrect mannerĤ4. metemperical- beyond the scope of knowledgeĤ0. metanoia- fundamental change in character (repentance)ģ7. mesothermic- only effective in temperate climatesģ5.metagnostic- incomprehensible, beyond understandingģ6. mansuetude-meekness, milquetoast tamedģ4. macrobian- long-lived as in animated lifeģ1. Kundlesroman- coming of age story about an artistĢ7.
macarism- taking joy in anothers joys (antonym schadenfreude)Ģ6. neovitalism-the theory that total material explanation is impossibleĢ5. grandeval-of venerable age but antiquatedĢ3. gramercy-an expression of gratitude or surpriseĢ0.
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Narrowback- one who doesn’t engage in manual laborġ9. Nummamorous- someone who is avaricious for moneyġ2. Opheliminy- the ability to provide ****** pleasureħ. He straitens, slowly, and settling his black overcoat close around him, he turns, walks quietly to a closed and silent door, lifts the latch, and into a swirling night of snow and light, walks out, and closes the door behind him with a soft and quiet click. In a motion refined to elegance by the passage of time and repetition, the pianist places that cold instrument of steel and intent gently, down upon the polished black. The man is still, pianists fingers gripping that instrument of death, and time passes, unheeded, ignored. He grasps it, lifts it to face him, hands steady, gaze unfaltering. Rises, pauses, his fingers brushing, the cold steel of empty death, smooth beneath his touch. The pianist alone, playing for an empty quiet, The violet waves of gentle melancholy, laced with the thinnest threads ofīlackest grief, sighing on, erasing so, youth and joy and light and life. Into the threading melody, and so erodes the shores of joy and laughter, The pianist falls, slowly down and up again, grief, the storm,ĭisrupts the flow of sound and silence, and incorporates itself Melancholy, the doorway, slides open on silent hinges,Īnd admits the crushing tide. Specter, hovering in the fringe of chance, is nearer now, The thin and flitting fingers of the pianist,ĭregs, bittersweet in that the love of happinessĪnd joy is tempered now, from longing for theĭelicate and pensive feel, that comes from dipping into The lonely notes flowing, falling, leap from Go ahead she says "imply that I'm sensitive, dramatic, and rude" When people insinuate and assume things about her Thinks she needs to stop being so **** helpless and pretentious You can't see behind that smile that it's screaming somebody please understand, (get to know me) Something far more sinister than any old melancholy.Īround many people, so it causes her problems to be able to trust Something that can get you on medication, Something that people know as the d word, I have so many problems I don't know who I am! I am made up of lies, melancholy and issues, So sad this happiness can't last forever, I try to pick the nails out of my skin, but more get jabbed in. To push my issues so far beneath my skin,Īnd you can see everything that's wrong with me, I just want to keep my scars safely hidden away, I've hurt myself worse than anyone ever could, I don't want people to treat me different,
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Pealing away to reveal the things I lack,īut soon enough you'll give up on me because you don't know how to solve them. I've forgotten myself somewhere in the darkness, While I go bring pain upon myself by crushing the hopes and dreams I struggled to hang onto. To find the things I lack and lost along the way,
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Like nails driven into my skin I can't quite get out,
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