Nevermore

Hephaistion is dead. He is dead.

A Cold and desolate body that leaves my tears rought apon the floor

Azuline stainglass irises ; all they scream is nevermore

All I see is the amaranthine lifeblood that was spilt so long before

Dripping down my hands whispering nevermore

A columbine costly pallor taints the skin that I adore

Clawing at my eyes screeching nevermore

Long filamont hair so much duller than before

Drifting in an ocean breeze sobbing nevermore

Pyrrhous rimmed eyewhites like the furies from old lore

They call to me and they call nevermore

Your kakorrahphiophobia that made me love you all the more

Is now just an echo for me ringing nevermore

This phycomachy that has plagued you ever since I started this war

Pains me now as it's ghost will shreik nevermore

Neverone for verbicide; you read the Homer I adored

All that volume speaks to me is the hissed word nevermore

The onyx ring you gave me that I will cherish evermore

Reminds me of only one thing; I will have you nevermore