In Mists I was Torn

By Tagen

Forever dawning, I was yawning,
And thought of thee, though I wast torn.
And I ever, though I never hated my cross, though all the more,
"I bleed,
So feed
My winter."
 
Your disease
Has left me shivering by the cold wasteland of eternal deceit.
And when blessed by burden's shore,
I wept for you and loved you all the more.

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Copyright 2018 Tagen
Published on Saturday, November 3, 2018.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Spirit - Inspired
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  • Samael Crowe On Sunday, November 4, 2018, Samael Crowe (44)By person wrote:

    Dismal, yet beautiful...

  • Tagen On Sunday, November 4, 2018, Tagen (116)By person wrote:

    :) Thank you

  • Arwen On Saturday, November 3, 2018, Arwen (293)By person wrote:

    The hardest thing to do in the world is loving someone in spite of all the burdens that come a long with it.

  • Tagen On Saturday, November 3, 2018, Tagen (116)By person wrote:

    Indeed, thank you.

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