"More than a lie
That’s more than half-hidden.
Still less than living;
Yet never forgiven. "

Awesome rhyming and rythm!!

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Thanks . It was totally random so I was a little worried people might be completely thrown off into some random direction and be absolutely dazed. I'm very glad to hear that's not the case .

Thank you .

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Begin, murderer. Pox, leave thy damnable faces and begin. Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.



And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.

Well I didn't really understand the deepness...but it was still a cool read. I think I sort of understand it better now...was this one about the person you were talking to, too?

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Oh, don't worry I don't get offended or upset if readers can't "analyze" poetry. I just get a little irritated when nobody tries . Poor poets, all that lateral thinking gone unpursued by the public!

It's perfectly fine . Truth is, this particular poem is just one of those things only the writer themselves really gets, I guess. Mostly because I've never explained in full this particular topic, to anyone . And I probably never will. Being a person who tends to keep to themselves (whether that's healthy or not ), there are a lot of things that go unsaid, and as a writer, like many others, putting it into a poem or into a novel can sometimes help me to let things go . Of course, everything artistic is completely up to interpretation. Now that I look at it, yes, I think this could easily apply to that person I mentioned. You have a good eye lol .

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Begin, murderer. Pox, leave thy damnable faces and begin. Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.



And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.

Oh wow that makes a lot of sense, writing poems as an outlet that way! I always knew that people did it, I just never really understood how. But that makes a lot of sense, hiding it in symbolism...how cool~!

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Beautiful! I love the structure here, the double spaced makes you read with extra precision and then at the end, it rushes to a halt. The whole thing actually makes me quite sad, in a good way, I mean I relate to this in a way...

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_{Pretend its just a romance novel
And we're hero's of the cause
In the end we'll be exulted
With a standing applause...
~me}

That's great to hear. I just love any kind of writing that speaks to people on an individual basis, like a little dedication to you sort-of-thing. I'm glad you liked this .

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Begin, murderer. Pox, leave thy damnable faces and begin. Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.



And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.

Oh, yes I definately felt like you wrote this for me...

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_{Pretend its just a romance novel
And we're hero's of the cause
In the end we'll be exulted
With a standing applause...
~me}

The last stanza is masterful although I'm not sure what it means to me yet, I'll have to come back to it.