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The Dead Poet

July 22, 2014
By An-Innocent-Lover BRONZE, Cleveland, Utah
An-Innocent-Lover BRONZE, Cleveland, Utah
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The claim of my heart is more justified than his
For I loved you first and I love you more
Alas, Justice and heats refuse to reconcile

If only Love’s blindfold was removed
The true Romeo would emerge as he who loved you first
He who will love you last

All I ask of you, fair maid, is one chance to be your Gatsby
For your are the one thing I want most
But the one thing I dare not hope for

Some say it’s better to move on
“Go find some other Helen to rescue”
But I know that my heart holds me a captive

And no sword of jealousy forged on Envy’s anvil is sharp enough to cut my bonds
Yet how sweet this prison could be if you returned but a fraction of my love
If you were a prisoner with me my prison would be a castle

Love’s bonds are more binding than any oath
Too bad this is a promise I didn't ask to make

A promise I couldn't help but make


For you I’d defeat any Goliath
Endure any wound and climb any mountain
Just to find you the last ray of sunshine that could brighten your day

And so for you I walk this endless road to Calvary
I’ll bury my emotion in this grave so you’ll never know how I feel
Because if I reveal this triangle you’d be caught in the middle

So this is my surrender
my brother has won
For my Aphrodite I must kill myself when I kill this love

I now take my place among lovers lost… and poets dead.


The author's comments:
I wrote this about the most beautiful girl I've ever met. Unfortunately, she was more interested in my best friend than in me. I hope that one day she gets a chance to read this and thinks of me.

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