The opinions expressed in this article are the writer’s own and do not reflect the views of Her Campus.
Nevermore shall I fill a chamber with regrets and not ore
Exemption from deception, a double-faced devil
Architect of skyscraper lies, fury’s catalyst
Platonic recession, nostalgic of our love before.
Nevermore, free the nuclear dream that ended our war.
Once more, see me in your sleep paralysis.
More than a wish, for me to be is the wildest of fantasies
Mute the call to a romanticists’ spirit as dead as Lenore.
Feed my ghost with your redemption I ignore.
Spread the word, call for my love
Hear me again: you’re alone.
Bleed tears to her, cry to me no more.
Tell the world, not Lenore, she won’t cry evermore.