Cry, Cry, O' Dear Heart!
For I, forbidden to give credence,
For I, forsaken by mankind,
For I, forgotten to the core.
Cry, Cry, O' Dear Heart!
I sit on the headstone,
Hope not the name of a man,
But my bloody label in hand.
Cry, Cry, O' Dear Heart!
Obsequy with such coincidence,
Scarcely a remembrance,
But pure revenge of the dark.
Cry, Cry, O' Dear Heart!
Felt I could never touch,
A diadem long gone,
A queen fares forth.
Yet thy heart never cries.
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Poetry Catharsis
PoetryHere are my pieces of poetry and literature (thanks for giving me an A*, Cambridge <3)
