Negative Thoughts About Your Soul - Poem by Uriah Hamilton
Why walk through these autumn leaves
and continue to dwell on tears?
Will the eternity of your existence
remain forever regrets and fears?
You were ill when you cut your skin
and bled in the cruel and lonely night;
you were mistaken about your value as my friend
when we departed and stepped into the streetlight.
I know you didn't mean to break my heart
when we kissed too deeply and too soon
in the dark theater to the sounds of Mozart
in an hour, alas, inopportune.
Please, relent from doing yourself harm;
I have no negative thoughts about your soul
nor am I unhappy to have encountered your eyes;
there are no reasons to turn away or apologize.
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