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My demise


this sweet maiden
her loveliness my demise
the scent of her like a drug
taking me higher and higher
the damned soaring up to heaven

she thinks I'm beautiful and virtuous, like an angel
how little does she know
her innocence tormenting me
loving her kills me
again

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nighttime sounds: an owl in a tree,
wind rustling the remaining leaves
gnarly branches,
black against the moon

the sweetest dreams,
taking residence in my heart

you & I
an impossible possibility
the sheets will not reveal my secrets


In silence

never would there evermore
a song upon a breeze
for music has forsaken us
went lost among the trees

now darkness has surrounded us
and vanquished all the light
in silence now we just await
the visitor in the night

casting my eyes to ground
I find our morning shadows fading
dark clouds have gathered to shade our sun
we own our separate thoughts
both wrought with guilt

I love you
still
but my heart beats out of sync

let the rain pour down
I am now ready to drown