A murderous rage consumes my life
Easily solved by the blade of a knife
One quick stab or flick of the wrist
Would give this love story one final twist
A man cut down long before his time
Would be my last act and a simple crime
Few would cry and less would mourn
As this man was taken his life was torn
From this world where once he stood tall
I watched his last breath and made him fall
For the pain that he caused and the lies he told
He suffers now and his body grows cold
The woman who once ran to his side
Can now be seen as the one who lied
Empty and lost she will forever be
Without her courage to set her free
Wandering through life in the total dark
Like the pit that now devours her blackened heart
A shallow and shameless figure of scorn
She stands alone her dignity shorn

 

 

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