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My Bard
January 7, 2022
His voice was sweet like honey
His soft whispers like the spring air
His melodies sincere and sublime
Oh, how his songs are sacred
Overwhelming beauty and grace
He’s perfect and absolute
Gentle
Kind
Soft-spoken
Oh, how miserable life would be without him..
I want him...
...
...
I follow him everywhere he goes
I just want to hear his voice once more
He won’t sing.
Even after I tied him up in the basement.
HE WON’T MOVE.
Why won’t you move?
I gave you everything you need.
Why won’t your corpse sing for me again?
© Alexis L., Lapeer, Michigan
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This was one of the first pieces I made out of class, Its also one of my favorites.