Ghost of You

March 31, 2012
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Oh, how I wish,
To cross the veil,
The river running,
Between us.

But I know, now,
That I may never return.

I watched as the Raven
The black-haired messenger,
Of the ether,
Drove you to insanity.

But I know, now,
That I may never return.

As the bird spoke,
Saying but a single word,
I watched as you ranted and raged,
At it, in your grief for me.

But I know, now,
That I may never return.






I watched, and waited,
As you sank, shattered,
To the floor,
Calling my name, only once more.

“Lenore."





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