Sunday, December 27, 2009

Miss Anthrope

It's no secret, I've been
Utterly deceived.

Not by a man, but by the
Heathen inside me.

Now anger slowly
Seeps, out through the

And yet I still
Cry out,

"Will no one set
me free?"

Will I wake up? Or is this
My destiny?

Forever building
castles, that are
Tumbled by the sea?

I'll start again
a thousand times,

Until I am

Before I love
Another, the way
You ravaged me.

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