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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1164688
A Reflection On Life, Inspired By Edgar Ellen Poe's The Raven
Oh so scornful the sun is today
evading my illusionary figure in every way
my sillouettes blanketed in a cover of darkness
devoid of emotion, animation, attention
slowly threading down a boulevard of equal state
happiness avoids me, hope evades me, oh such a sorrowful fate!

I slipping the crude metal piece into the keyhole
I revealed the entrance to my depressing home, just like any rat hole!
Oh surely none suffers such cruelty other then me?
Nothing but bleak, indellible marks of depression i see.

The faded tapestries and dusty portraits
lie untouched, unthought of upon my derelict walls
How i wake up every day, thinking of jumping from the 25th floor!
Oh how..can I escape but in self-abduction?
Pieces of frayed rope gave me an idea, which struck me with trepidation, such apprehension!

I looked towards the mirror, death beckoned me
I smiled and consumated my dreadful demise!
Oh how heavy a price to pay; release is!
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