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The Twine that Binds
Out of my mind and lost in time
Holding on to a love unkind
Unwind the twine that cruelly binds
Me to my severed valentine
Her voice still calls through echoing halls
As madness clings to crumbling walls
All consumed in lingering perfume
Her presence like a ghost haunting this room.
Left behind—a love consigned
A fantasy born within my mind
She gave a heart that was never mine
Loving lines that failed to rhyme
With deep regret, our fate was set
Your piercing dagger I’ll not forget
I curse your name in stabbing pain
All that remains—this haunting refrain
Copyright ©
Edward Wraith
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