Poe

by Emily   Feb 11, 2010


Insufferable insanity, the irrational profanity
Intense grip of the cerebellum, they all ignore me when I tell them
In my ears, an unbearable screech. reality is out of my reach.
She is gone and I can not take it, I shook her and she wasn't waking.
Grim took my life and left me alive, without her smile I cannot survive.
Death's soft stroke has forever changed me, I open my eyes, it's her I see.

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