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POEM: Melancholy Bells

By Berniegourley @berniegourley
POEM: Melancholy Bells

flat tones,
heard all alone -

In the winter of my madness
when the discord played most loudly,
notes dripped an acid sadness -
my heart worn sleeveless, faux-proudly.

But I didn't drown in black ballads.
Tides never stayed overhead long.
I'd crawl upward, cold and pallid,
my head ringing with that foul song.

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