They say that poison-sprinkled flowers
Are sweeter in perfume
Than when, untouched by deadly dew,
They glowed in early bloom.
They say that men condemned to die
Have quaffed the sweetened wine
With higher relish than the juice
Of the untampered vine.
They say that in the witch's song,
Though rude and harsh it be,
There blends a wild, mysterious strain
Of weirdest melody.
And I believe the devil's voice
Sinks deeper in our ear
Than any whisper sent from Heaven,
However sweet and clear.
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I like it very much! It was GREAT!!!!!!!!!
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I love it, really really good one
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Interesting message. Are the temptations of evil more pleasing than those of good? And does this compell people more to do wrong than good? That's what I see the poet asking, and I see the poet saying yes to both questions.
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i love it! it feels like i can connect with you.
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very interesting -
Wow, how true. Really makes you think about what we choose not to hear.
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I love this poem! It remainds me of 'The Witches Rune' by Unto Ashes. Its very 'wicked'. like i like them. Love it!
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