Alone amid blank pages,after two pages neatly cut away
SOMETHING lost that she has written
continues in this wise...
"....one only word.
You have raised me from dispair to the joy we look for in heaven
your seeing me has undone me for ever
you are the same
you love me still
I am sure of it
your eyes
your looks
your words
your manners say so
Oh god can you give me up
take me with you take me
my master my friend
take me with you
Byron
my days are paid in vennom
being what I was to you
I wish you had never known me
or that you had killed me
before you went"
No comments:
Post a Comment