Don't you
hear the strangled screams of my ravaged heart
Or are they muffled and subdued
In your presence, misconstrued?
hear every resurgent hope of mine
Be dashed, wail and repine
With every condescending dismissal of thine?
hear the clink of gold, fill the empty coffers of my soul
Parched and lovelorn
Of all endearment shorn?
penned by dewdrop @ 5:17 PM
1 Comments:
Nice creation. I really liked how you have brought some of this to life, like, "the strangled screams of my ravaged heart" and "hear the clink of gold, fill the empty coffers of my soul".
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