I must break these bonds that bind me to my melancholy obsession
to one whose name I cannot say, for it will bring shame to my name,
and a curse upon my house.
These bonds keep me bound to a pain so rich in decadence
that I would surely die without a taste.
A contest entry
- within by Lavender Butterfly.
475 points, ended October 1, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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oops! 10 words only... x
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I would advise you, if I may, leave it alone. No revision needed. I think it's great as is.


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thanks!
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