Find Me.

Lost. What is this feeling? Is it when I am here  but I am really not? Is it when I breathe  but only simply to stay alive? Emptiness is more dreadful than being lost. I am awoken by my own thoughts, only to realize that I am lost all over again. Isn't it sad, to have lost someone? Isn't...

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The Mourning Bride

Ask again that question. Speak again in that soft voice, and look again with wishes in thy eyes. Oh no! Thou canst not. Canst thou forgive me then? Will thou believe so kindly of my fault, to call it Madness? Oh, give that madness yet a milder name, and call it Passion. then still be more kind, and call that passion, Love. Hell,...

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