Banish my spirit from my chest,
Dislodge my soul and wrap it up,
Remove your loveliness from my mind,
Collect it all and place within
A box of carved Acacia wood.
Seal it with your words of blood red wax,
Adorn it with a script so cruel
That speaks the essence of a fool.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
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