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The wretched and divine.

Poetry By: sweet agony xo
Poetry



i really like this piece i wrote. about somebody.


Submitted:May 16, 2013    Reads: 10    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Is this the way it ends?

No prolonged goodbyes or hugs that promise this is forever.

But that's the problem.

I'm stuck on promises.

I'm stuck on you.

But,

My darling.

Do you know what's lurking inside of me?

My ways to an end,

My ways to be set free.

Horrible curses bound in me.

Treacherous ways I could adhere,

My flawless promises.

My promises to you.

My promises to us.

But,

My darling,

Do you know what's lurking inside of me?

Your precious face,

My tainted desires,

My evil smile,

Your darkened words.

Bury my conscience,

Infuse me in your soul,

I am much to unearthly for you to hold,

I am much to softly dangerous.

But,

My darling,

Do you know what's lurking inside of me?

The beast.

I am the beast.

You are the beauty.

The wretched and divine.

But,

My darling,

I am what's lurking inside of me.





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