Yes! I have resolved the deed to do,
And this the place to do it:
This heart I'll rush a dagger through
Though I in hell should rue it!
Sweet steel! Come forth from out your sheath,
And glist'ning, speak your powers;
Rip up the organs of my breath,
And draw my blood in showers!
I strike! It quivers in that heart
Which drives me to this end;
I draw and kiss the bloody dart,
My last---my only friend!
*not an original piece by me, though kudos to any of you who knows who made this
**yes I do know who made this
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Shattered Dreams
PoetryIn a world full of dreams and whatnots, can you keep your hopes high and your chins up? Can you keep up with the pace of the rotation of the world or will you drop? This is a collection of some of my poems and other short stuff for the time being.
