Chartruese
- Meghan Glinda Wright
Raise your glass to the darkness below Inhale and envenom thyself with the contents of the stricken glass Shattered it becomes - shards flying and blinding The passion, the pleas, the crying hatred games Listen to my cries, ignore them - care you not? I stagger the will, the wonder, the pain No comprehension, no self-appreciation Do you care if my soul drowns in its own sorrow? Shatter my heart, slice through my veins--call me Desdemona, smother me to a sickening death The nightmares-may they sleep you well To find my body, stolen to the hells, step over me, see no truths Death to the woman who confuses you so Watch me deteriorate into nothing of your wishes Hear me suffer Judge upon your cold and cutting heart Sinfully I have wronged you so Farewell my love Farewell my soul Forgive me... |
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