I sing my sorrow and all the light goes dim;
I hold my muses and all is calm again.
(I promise will I protect you up inside my heart.)
The lyrics go flying out, depressed and melodic,
And dramatic irony plays in:
I close my eyes and all the world stops spinning.
I confess that you lulled me into security
And held me, lustful, loved me quite lamentful.
(I promise will I protect you up inside my heart.)
Screams resound from the wind, Love's bloods pours:
mourn life and Death's song:
I close my eyes and all the world stops spinning.
I worried you'd fall the way you fly,
But I see distant and I yell your dream.
(I promise will I protect you up inside my heart.)
I should have dreamed a wish instead;
At least when he leaves they come back again.
I close my eyes and all the world stops spinning.
(I promise will I protect you up inside my heart.)
Author notes
A mad lib...editted...also by Sylvia Plath
Comments
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haha, the entire time I was reading it, I was like "hmm...this is a lot like Mad Girl's Love Song..." and then...yeah, it was intended to be, hehe. But I really enjoyed your tweaks to it. Really interesting to read.
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so, this poem rocks. haha. and that mad lib was a lot of fun. =D



