![]() the Ever-Awaiting Response to the Most Rhetorical Words That Can Be WrittenA Poem by Moebia![]() Suicide's responses to all the letters written...![]()
My darlings,
why do you disturb me? Why do you wish me to clip your wings so early in this life, why wouldn't you want to fly? Ave Maria, look at the mess to clean. That's not up to me! If you had stayed to see the look upon their faces and the water in their eyes I think you may have changed your mind It's too late now to spare you now, but what do I have to gain, one less life to take. One less unsettled soul to grip by the talons and drag away No, I wish you had only thought a bit I speak not for myself, who can either do with or without, I speak for those hurting in your absence Yes, I know how you felt I felt it too in my time of life, perished I am now as well, fallen to the same weakness; I was the first but not the last...
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Added on February 11, 2015 Last Updated on February 11, 2015 Author![]() MoebiaSomebody's Nosy, TXAboutI am no writer of the sort. These are my musings, my arts, my flutters of thought. Call them what you may--but a poet is not anything that I am. I have been immersed in my violin for nearly a deca.. more..Writing
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