OH ROSE, YOU ARE SICK!
THE INVISIBLE WORM
THAT FLIES IN THE NIGHT,
IN THE HOWLING STORM,

HAS FOUND OUT YOUR BED
OF CRIMSOM JOY,
AND HIS DARK SECRET LOVE
DOES YOUR LIFE DESTROY.

FORGIVE THIS FIRE
TO THIS LIAR

William Blake (The Sick Rose)


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