Heathcliff- Wuthering Heights

Heathcliff- Wuthering Heights

Forged from fire and brimstone, love ran amok-

Between two houses, yet still as a rock

Light everlasting; from the moors overcast

By status, circumstance, as fury’s ballast

One wished to move freely, the other remained

With the passing of time their souls are unchanged

For in truth their beings are one

Not in heaven or hell, but the rays of the sun

The End

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