Dramatic poetry - QuailyCat (parable of the sower read online txt) 📗

My eyes are toiled, no longer pure, and shall remain that way for the rest of eternity. I am an innocent, young, girl, still looking for a purpose in life, and do not deserve to see such disgrace.

My heart thumps against my breast, for it longs to be united with yours, let us join together, and fall in love.

To commit a sin is terrible, but to break one's heart, is much worse. Why, oh, why, did you send my heart plunging to the darkness of nothing, and leave me, to never see thou again.

Paris, paris, the city of love, the city of lights, why can't that be me and you, sitting on that boat, ebracing, loving?

Your ice cold stare means not a thing to me, for I no longer wish to be with you, but with another. Oh, let us break apart, and start new lives, for I no longer wish to love with you.

This tender rose, is beautiful, sweet, and resembles love, but it isn't even possible to be here, in my hand, compared to you, my love.

My heart thumps against my breast, for it longs to be united with yours, let us join together, and fall in love.

To commit a sin is terrible, but to break one's heart, is much worse. Why, oh, why, did you send my heart plunging to the darkness of nothing, and leave me, to never see thou again.
Paris, paris, the city of love, the city of lights, why can't that be me and you, sitting on that boat, ebracing, loving?


This tender rose, is beautiful, sweet, and resembles love, but it isn't even possible to be here, in my hand, compared to you, my love.

Your ice cold stare means not a thing to me, for I no longer wish to be with you, but with another. Oh, let us break apart, and start new lives, for I no longer wish to love with you.

I hate your soul, to it's very core, for you left me, and now, when you came back to me, I shall leave you.

Publication Date: 02-22-2012

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