Poe's Diary Page 7 the Hand of Dread
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Poe's Diary Page 7 (The Hand of Dread)
Postby Whiskurz » February 11th, 2013, 1:25 am
Awakened by the hand of dread
An apprentice to the night
She pulls me from my chamber bed
And forces me to write
My mind still captive to my sleep
I do not understand
Clutching my quill, my fingers weep
It does not know my hand
A whisper slowly fills my soul
My quill now feels at ease
For I'm no longer in control
I write from my disease
Infected words now fill my quill
To spread a rancid lie
My paper silent and feeling ill
As pieces of it die
Dread no longer holds me tight
As her icy fingers release
She disappears into the night
And hands me back my peace
Copyright © Larry Belt | Year Posted 2013
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