Pitiless

A Poem by rachelenichols

Written as a response to John Donne.

If you die for the love of me,

And choose to haunt my cruelty,

Come ghostly, groan where I still sit,

I'll yawn and say, "Get over it."

© 2012 rachelenichols

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Added on June 23, 2012
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rachelenichols

Portland, IN

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I am between jobs; used to sub. I consider myself a dilettante writer. My favorite genres are high fantasy and literary. On this site I intend to focus on literary fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. .. more..