Once Bitten, Twice Curious. (Double-Damned.)

Once Bitten, Twice Curious.
(double-Damned.)
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The roar of
My Heart has
become a Whisper
of what was,
but will be
no more.

A once sweet valley
full of Life,..
now an Island
Cursed By
Lonely Shores.
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And to what
Maiden doth
Hell owe the
Profane Honor?

None. For
It was all
My design.

It would be
unfair to put
such blame
upon Her.

(since Everything
I Love grows
Dead with Time.)

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I will forget
The Words
once dear
to Me;

spoken from
her lips sincerely.

And Focus
more on what
I Am.

The Strangest
Bedfellow ever
known to Misery!

Once bitten,
twice curious!
(double-damned...)

j.s.h.