Persephone | Teen Ink


December 13, 2013
By EmiiAngel GOLD, Brooklyn, New York
EmiiAngel GOLD, Brooklyn, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Everything's alright in the end. If it isn't, it's not the end."

Cold tyrant of the abyss
With your sugarcoated tongue
And bittersweet death kiss,

Your ring-encircled stout fingers spilling
Cursed glittering blood, envy, teardrops
Extracted from minds of the unwilling—

You cage me in the depths of a pit,
Offer me the confines of an iron throne
On the edge of a fiery volcanic spit,

Clip my feathered wings like a dove,
Graciously give me a garden,
Calling me your queen, your love.

You told me you were lonely,
That you were blind and needed me,
That you were my one and only.

Clumsy monster without a heart—
These six red orbs of hope are for you:
Six breaths of mine to tear us apart.

The author's comments:
There are always two sides to a story.

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