![]() WitheredA Poem by Chloe![]() A response to a Shakespearean sonnet from Junior year of High School.![]() Foolish is this man’s bleeding and blind heart To think that your emotions could sway mine Long has this bored soul begun to break part That my feelings would stay, unlike the time Long has your ignored reason left you pained Giving you no form of escape to peace So now your soul grows wicked and tainted A screaming madness that shall not soon cease But never did I hate more than feel ill That your feelings would not go otherwise The experiences you could have still To make up for your pitiful cries Too long have I watched with shame and despair Now I send you off alone, without care © 2011 ChloeAuthor's Note
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