I will never love again.


Discord wands at ease as the misery cracks through
every corner in the cellar. The moon shown easily
stained on the glass windows of my dormitory
shown each tear glistening my cheeks. I am aching,
slowly dying. Warm fabrics of silk tender my nightgown
as I slither in my sheets... doors quietly becomes
invisible to my eyes as i recall passing through it...
no feelings are to be left behind.
I will never love again.
Bells chime the midnight away from my free arms,
creaking its iron bodies together... wailing the crowd
of forbidden folk to overhear its voices... demanding
the unknown.
Nobody listened to them nor I.
I will never love again.
The wind kicks my hair far from my hands,
tired of suffering... lips dried with a scent
of blood sustaining the life upon me.
I will never love again.
Sorry...

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