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Prompt "You expected to be sad in the fall." |
| "You expected to be sad in the fall." You expected the Grim Reaper to call, You said that your life was a pain, Happiness you could never attain. Though I loved you with all of my heart, Your gloom finally tore us apart, Love cannot live without light, It cannot survive depression's blight. I begged you each day to get aid, But you were always too afraid, You thought death lurked outside our front door, Each night you could hear his roar. I can no longer live with despair, I can taste your fear in the air, Please, forgive my self-preservation, Leaving you is my sanity's salvation. Line Count: 16 Form: Quatrains stanzas rhyming abab. |