November 3, 2017
By Holanow SILVER, New Windsor, New York
Holanow SILVER, New Windsor, New York
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Nothing can ever dissever my soul from the soul,
Of the Beautiful Emily
Undo the vile concoction that swallowed Us whole
And turned us into this monstrosity.

Skin twisted and torn, this Sick creature borne,
Of my Beautiful Emily
Obsession turned to madness turned to scorn
A realm of suffering eternally

Our two souls became one, Oh! What have I done,
To my Beautiful Emily
Our bodies now perverted there’s nowhere to run
Dear god cast your judgement upon Me

Two heads, Three Shoulders, Oh! I can’t even hold her,
My once Beautiful Emily
A hell made from heaven, a contradictory blur
But I swear I did it out of love for Thee

I curse the alchemist, the one responsible for this
For taking My once beautiful Emily
I would run for the mists were I not attached to his
Despicable Emily

The author's comments:

A poem inspired by Edgar Allen Poe's "Annabel Lee"

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