Baited Breath

Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes

Shakespeare wrote of baited breath as if he knew my love would be my death…

No glee or smile is true since you have left…

Not a tear has been spared. Not a word of honesty has been shared…I’m so uncertain and so very scared…

I mourn you day in and day out…

I am the only company Misery and Darkness will allow…

Broken and Sharp are my pieces; all scattered…

A ghostly mirror gravely fragmented; all shattered…

O Shakespeare, your tales of love and tragedy seems to by only life’s strategy…

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