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"It's not really poetry, but it's pretty," he
As he raises his voice, she her head.
"It makes my heart heavey, lonely, I think.
Oh Rose, sad, I suppose."
"Look in her bed and she's to be sleeping
She's lying there dead. - Now, breathing."
Rose, with your opiate eyes,
your languorous hum, tone of surprise.
I've energy in adversity
smile, the soul of witchery.
You're not away,
you're not - are you?
Lyrically longing, tearing the words from the page.
fearfully seething.
"Bring me blessings, a prayer, or a new pen.
- You know what I need."
"Look in my bed and I'm to be sleeping,
I'm there dead, but I'm breathing."
And I'm barely as it is,
and I want to drown in my dreams.
me wild plums and agrimony
- I bet you don't even what that means.
Furious Rose, with your eyes,
your languorous hum, tone of surprise.
I've heard in adversity
smile, the soul of witchery.
You're not away,
you're not running - are
Gingerly peering over his shoulders, removed from the room.
She's terribly freezing, she always knows to go.