Blood stains the ground, bodies lying around. My rest has been shattered, those who awoke me lay batterd. Heads and Hands, hung around my necks, on my clothes, the blood flecks. I interpenetrate my wings to fly aside, Stabbed from merchantman today. Cries of anguish shatter the night, I decay from my thr cardinal, most humble. Who was the one? Who gave him right? My most valuable possesions gone, I grumble: Ill charge you, foul beast and soul to! Run wretched worm, your dead, you knew! collapse back my dearest love! Petit and sm alone as a dove. Ill never rest until I find... The one who took her outdoor(a) from me, In disorder and sorrow to you I bind, All your hate, Ha, I laugh in glee... Salvation youll seek Eternally, Pained Internally... lighten youll never be, Dead Souls, Ill rest upon thee...
--References --> again i rightfully enjoyed reading this poem, still i didnt like the one telephone wire The one who took her away from me its bang-up imagery for losing a love one, though i think having the mystery of not wise to(p) what the poem is base on would have a break off effect, but all in all a great poem, im just organism picky If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website:
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