Misconstrued Reminiscent SleeplessnessA Poem by Morgan AshireChronic cryptic thoughts of a hopeless heretic.All too like me, she wears her face too. No one conquers the hell she walks through. Never would I wish it And, eternal though it be, this Begotten childe of love's embrace is Ever blind to me. Linger touch of Eris. Loyalty aside, Ever watchful scattered eyes are preying for divide. All too like me, she wears her face two. Silently in shadows, I lay and take my wait. Here with her forever, I pray my love to sate. Redeem the vow she held at once and I'll return unto her side. Ever faithful, ever there, for her heart in to reside. © 2015 Morgan AshireAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on August 18, 2009 Last Updated on September 23, 2015 AuthorMorgan AshireChandler, AZAboutI am a relatively new writer who is, in my eyes, just starting to be heard by those around me. I have no reputation, nor do I really seek one. I am here to share my writing. I am also looking at the p.. more..Writing
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