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Poe's Sanctuary, Shelley's home

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

A poem; Scant and Rose-like

You are scant, and rose-like.
You do not see,
Past the scales of society's jury.
I find it ever so sad,
to see sorrow plague the face of one meant so glad.
You are my love held by another,
made perfect by fallacy,
The best I've ever had.
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  1. CryotanekoOctober 25, 2011 at 4:50 PM

    I love it, Disaster ^w^ It's beautiful. Thank you so much.

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