Feb 2018
Revolted fading decay
Did pursuade,
Like blood on the shore,
To write with the blackness of my heart
And with hope nevermore
The black ink blooms on paperback,
With the heart that spurts its veins
Accross the page
Growing into its darkness and pains
The white fading,
drimpel, dubbed unpailing
With the words posing as potent but poison
Possesed in perfect form of pretence...
The Words so falsly true...
The words bleeding out, "I love you"
Did pursuade,
Like blood on the shore,
To write with the blackness of my heart
And with hope nevermore
The black ink blooms on paperback,
With the heart that spurts its veins
Accross the page
Growing into its darkness and pains
The white fading,
drimpel, dubbed unpailing
With the words posing as potent but poison
Possesed in perfect form of pretence...
The Words so falsly true...
The words bleeding out, "I love you"
Tribute to Edgar Poe. The poem tells the story about a writer who utterly despises love, but when he himself gets tangled in it, he gives in and writes a letter expressing his feelings towards his love interest...
(100/M/SA)
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