Shall I compare thee to the scythe of Death
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Shall I compare thee to the scythe of Death
Thou just reapt me, now collect my soul
Betwixt thy hands bewitch my flame
I see things in darkness, silent parts dawning
Two caskets opened, sleeping by your side
Taught to wait for a heartbeat before hurt
Crimson tears to your indifference
The pulse once every time you’re near
However may I breathe when you stand so close
Hoping to draw my last, wishing you were my home
There is only one Eternal, a burden to keep
As I cheat words spoken from other lips
I conjure the possibility of their absence between ours
A vow of silence, when our light goes out
- Titre
- Shall I compare thee to the scythe of Death
- Date
- 14 juillet 2024
- Langue
- English
- Collections
- Poésies d'Instagram
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