Looming Pain
My Love, lest I grow, oh, weary of the wait,
And get tangled in a web of hate,
Forsaken and forgotten,
My cruel Maiden,
Save me from
pain.
Oh, do come,
Quell my emotion,
With sorrow I sit alone
drawing me down into a dire fate,
My Love, lest I grow, oh, weary of the wait!
~"An Invented Form" contest by Andrea Dietrich
~Form Suggestion: "Cascade Royal"
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