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The Ghost of Edgar Allan Poe Possesses Me
Why did I find you lovely
Not as an insult but of my own falling out
I do not think I was even in love
Why do relationships come and go so fast
Lovers lasting only weeks at a time
A fear of love I assume
And I am the one being afraid
Do not come near me, women of soft wax, daughters of Icarus
For I am the blinding sun, passionate inferno
How do I go about ending a beautiful thing
How do I end the life of a snow white fawn
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