Death's the lover that I'd be taking;
Wild and fickle and fierce is he.
Small's his care if my heart be breaking-
Gay young Death would have none of me.
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An odd twisting and turning poem that is in her style yet hauntingly different. I think this one has been built on rock and stands the test of time