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Death Poisoned Love


The cold hands of death are always at your throat

It's poison soaked into every word he wrote

Every word she spoke strengthened the inevitability of her end

From the beginning; when around her he would bend

They both always had the power to take their own lives

But with each other; this power thrives

 

Death came closer with every kiss they shared

In every step it was death they dared

In the end, they welcomed death together

As they promised to be together in any weather

Did they know of the death coursing all through their veins?

When death closed in all around them and they broke those chains?


 

Through the stains of time another tragic story is told

More death-poisoned words to behold

Asking what happened to her his first love

The horrible grip of death fit him like a glove

With his new love, alcohol let him gently to death

Off that cliff they would take their last breath


 

Death is so much smaller than it seems

Above it lays the softness of love’s dreams

Death is like beauty, but both are fleeting

True love can never behold death's cruel greeting

Even when your heart stops and you lay in the grave

The sweetness of your love will remain brave

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Blends personal tragic love stories with abstract philosophical meditation on death and love

SparseMeasureDense

Dense clustering of death imagery and romantic paradox; multiple ideas layered per section

DarkSentimentBright

Overwhelmingly dark, tragic, fatalistic tone throughout; death-saturated language dominates

StillEnergyExplosive

Driving repetition of 'death' creates momentum; urgent pacing despite melancholic subject

MicroLengthEpic

28 lines; falls in 16-30 range

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Rich metaphor (death as entity, love as dream), simile, personification; highly ornamented

LyricVoiceDramatic

Primarily lyric introspection but shifts to narrative exposition of tragic love stories

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