

SonnetWas I bewitched so by the thin red line to notice not that time released it's hold and let pale Iris snip the silver twine to steal sweet youth before it turned to gold, Existence now is not what I was told; No Seraphim and harps to grace my ear, Just silence, painful silence and the cold discomfort of my masochistic fear, So icy cold, yet somehow seems to sear my soul until the ache's too much to bare, As mortal life mirages now appear: Intangible are they, away the tear, Mistake it was, the curtain fell too soon when razor's edge did charm me like the moon.Sonnet
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