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My Last Poem
I am the tangled briary wild rose growing up through
the eye socket of a bleached white skull, abandoned in
a ditch by the side of the highway.
Even from pain, even from neglect, even from death, I
rise.
I am the tear from the phoenix's eyes.
I am the serial killer's nightmare come to life,
the forgiving ghost in a winding sheet of white.
and I can see with these gouged out eyes.
I see you where you live and I'll meet you when you
die
I am a freak a valkyrie, aLL tHREE fURIES, and a wave.
I'm the wind that blows redemption; I'm a rose upon
the grave.
You didn't know me, but you'll know me! in your every
haunted dream.
You'll run like melted wax, like the tears shed off of
me.
I am your Destiny. I will Remember. When you think
you've got away.
I will make you suffer - I will make you pay.
The End?
Helen Payne
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