Be Gone!
Be gone!
Out of my thoughts
You who caused me distraught
I won't let my heart break by your
Arrows.
Be gone!
Won't let my soul
Fall upon these stones and
With the plight of volatile storms
Turn cold.
Be gone!
Out of my head
Raging thoughts that cause dread
Let me fly with the swallows and
Change course.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 08.13.10
Copyright © Caroline Cécile Delacroix | Year Posted 2010
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