Drag My Body Into The Ground. {Triolet}

-Drag My Body Into The Ground.-

Drag my body into the ground;
Misplace a knife coated in my blood,
Suspect of love, evidence never found.
Drag my body into the ground;
Ssh! Whisper good-bye without a sound.
Drape my porcelain soul in the mud.
Drag my body into the ground;
...Misplace a knife, coated in my blood.

© Jenna Elphick
September 5, 2006.

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Triolet: is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines. Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines
repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital
letters representing the repeated lines.

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