Desolation’s mistress
wailing in agony,
her fate hexed by
her lover’s spouse,
Misery.
she pursued death
in a pond of Sorrow,
awoken by a peck on her lips,
a wrath of Fury unleashed
from deep within.
with her shaking hands
she clasped Remorse,
her chest pierced
by the dagger
she honed.
a damned eternity
Tormented by retribution,
her vile heart
had long forecast
tempests of self-Loathing.
~
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Published on February 20, 2018 01:48