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My Soul to Take.
'From this world-wearied flesh.
-- Eyes, look your last.
Arms, take your last embrace.
And, lips, O you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss.
A dateless bargain to engrossing death.--'
It was hard to pinpoint the emotions. I was not all happy, yet I wasn't willing to let the one thing in my life that mattered die; out of shear stupidity. And, to myself, I beg forgivness for the broken soul that I had once held in my arms. I pity my arms, legs, and every other part of a womans body; for letting such a tragic occasion to happen.
I promised myself I wouldn't let it happen again.
-- Eyes, look your last.
Arms, take your last embrace.
And, lips, O you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss.
A dateless bargain to engrossing death.--'
It was hard to pinpoint the emotions. I was not all happy, yet I wasn't willing to let the one thing in my life that mattered die; out of shear stupidity. And, to myself, I beg forgivness for the broken soul that I had once held in my arms. I pity my arms, legs, and every other part of a womans body; for letting such a tragic occasion to happen.
I promised myself I wouldn't let it happen again.