To Love a Beauty sent from Hell.
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Reflections..
Whispers..
A Society of
Sightless Listeners
pouring Thoughts
into My Head.
As the chaos..
round me withers..
(every Flower
till it's Dead.)
_
You Smiled
a Razor Smile
that cut me,
deeper than
The Bone.
As I fell into
This Nothing
wishing that
I was Alone.
(so Devils
could not hear
me Weeping.)
_
Memories..
of Better Times..
still play within
My Mind.
They are
The Enemies
of an Inner Peace.
(On Earth I
sought to Find.)
_
You are Here
My Flame,
holding me
under your spell.
Butt it's a
Tragedy
wrapped
in Shame.
(To love a
Beauty sent
from Hell.)
j.stephen.h.
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