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Asunder! Asunder!
No tears will come.
My souls given up on crying,
And all my words are gone.

Can I no longer weave words of gold?
Great pieces of when my emotions, obscure.
What is it, that of my power's been sold?
I've never felt this bare.

I can no longer find my voice,
It's gap has been filled in vain.

Oh, endowed,
Where have you gone?
My words are now vulgar,
Everything has gone wrong.

Caws of the crow have been forced into my mind,
With the death of a portrait,
But within it, no new life.

Without my voice,
I begin to call out,
For a deadly nightshade
Is no longer poisoning my life.

I've fallen in love with my sorrow,
Something which I cannot explain,
Without it, I'm barren.
I need to bring back my pain.

by DeathKitty
posted on 08/16/2008