CELL IN A BLACK SOUL

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    CELL IN A BLACK SOUL

     CURSED AT FIRST SIGHT, YOU TRAPPED ME IN A WORLD FILLED BY YOU, MAKING ME BECOME OBLIVIOUS TO MYSELF: FORGETTING WHO I AM. NOW I'M KILLING MYSELF WITH LOVE. I WANT REST MY HEAD ON YOUR SOUL AND SLEEP IN YOUR WOMB. I'M CAGED INSIDE OF YOU, WHILE YOU'RE STUCK IN MY HEAD. I NEED FOR YOU TO SWALLOW MY LIFE AND EAT MY DEATH. I'M TRAPPED IN A HELL WHERE SATAN IS CONSIDERED AN ANGEL. YOU EAT ME, AND YET WHILE I'M IN YOUR STOMACH DECAYINGI'M STILL ALIVE, SUFFERING FROM 'LIFE', DEATH, AND LOVE. I WALK ALONE IN DARKNESS TRYING TO FIND MY HOME: I SEARCH FOOREVE... I SEARCH FOR YOU. YOU'RE A VIRUS TO MY BRAIN, FOREVER ON MY MIND, AND YOU NEVER LEAVE. KILL ME NOW, AND MAYBE YOU'LL 'KILL THE PAIN'. BUT TOMORROW YOU'LL BARELY REMEMBER MY NAME. WHAT HAVE I DONE, BOTH TO YOU AND TO MYSELF. DID I KILL US A LONG TIME AGO OR DO WE NATURALLY LIVE DEATH. I'LL COMMIT SUICIDE NOW, JUST TO LEAVE YOU ALONE AND TO STAY OUT OF YOUR LIFE. HERE IN A WHOLE OF MISERY I SEE YOUR FACE, YOU HAUNT ME. IS IT THAT YOU WANT ME DEAD? I CRY BECAUSE I CAN'T SEE YOUR FACE. CAN I KEEP YOU, AND HAVE YOU IN MY POCKET WHERE YOU'LL STAY FOREVER. BUT THAT WILL MAKE ME GO CRAZY, NOT SEEING YOU FREE, LIKE A WINGLESS ANGEL. THOUGH I'M DEAD I STILL SEE YOUR FACE, AND STILL HEAR THE WINDS CALL YOUR NAME. BY TRYING TO KEEP YOU I LOST MYSELF IN MYSELF. TAKE AWAY MY BREATH, TAKE AWAY MY AIR, AND TAKE AWAY LIFE, BUT NEVER TAKE AWAY YOURSELF. YOU ARE MY SPIRIT, SINCE I LOST MY FIRST ONE WHEN I WAS BORN. I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND SEE A FACE I NEVER SEEN BEFORE... MYSELF.  YOU LED ME TO A SPIDER WEB, NOW I BEG DEATH TO RAPE ME. ITALK NOTHING, MY WORDS ARE USLESS, MY LIFE IS FUTILE, I AM TRIVIAL, THATS WHY I TRY TO KIDNQAP YOUR MIND SO I CAN HAVE A PURPOSE TO  MY UTTERLY PATHETIC LIFE. BUT I JUST SIT HERE IN THE NIGHT. KILLING MY OWN DEATH. WITH YOU I'M DYING, WITHOUT YOU I'M DEAD, GIVE ME YOUR SOUL SO I CAN KILL MYSELF AGAIN. I BREATH YET NO AIR COMES OUT

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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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