Dean Winchester - Ode to Poison
To all the people out there who have been calling him selfish.
To all of them who said what he did was unforgivable.
To all the ones who spat their hatred at him.
To all of those who couldn't show a hint of empathy.
To all of the individuals who keep forgetting that love, no matter the circumstances, is as much beautiful as it is terrible.
To all of you who blame Sam for still loving him.
I'll give you this:
"All that is not equal to the poison which flows
From your eyes, from your green eyes,
Lakes where my soul trembles and sees its evil side...
My dreams come in multitude
To slake their thirst in those bitter gulfs."
- Charles Baudelaire Extrait de "Poison", Les fleurs du mal- (translation- William Aggeler, Extract of the Poem "Poison", The Flowers of Evil - Fresno, CA: Academy Library Guild, 1954)
To all of them who said what he did was unforgivable.
To all the ones who spat their hatred at him.
To all of those who couldn't show a hint of empathy.
To all of the individuals who keep forgetting that love, no matter the circumstances, is as much beautiful as it is terrible.
To all of you who blame Sam for still loving him.
I'll give you this:
"All that is not equal to the poison which flows
From your eyes, from your green eyes,
Lakes where my soul trembles and sees its evil side...
My dreams come in multitude
To slake their thirst in those bitter gulfs."
- Charles Baudelaire Extrait de "Poison", Les fleurs du mal- (translation- William Aggeler, Extract of the Poem "Poison", The Flowers of Evil - Fresno, CA: Academy Library Guild, 1954)