Wednesday, September 21, 2011

I Melodramatic Poem I Wrote Today Thinking of the Desperation of Yesterday

Dying of Consumption

Give me something against which to rail with passion
anything but myself
Let me die, killed by another hand
anyone but myself
I cannot survive my own wrath and you will remember
everything but myself
You will never be alone, but I will be ever so by
Myself.

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