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He was her love,
her very life.
She was sad without him,
but absolutely glowed when he came by.
They had the perfect life together,
love without limit.
She decided to come home early,
and give him a suprise,
for it was their anniversary that night.
When she got home,
she didn't believe her eyes.
He was with another woman,
wedged between her thighs.
The thoughts in her head and feelings in her heart,
how could he do this to her?
She who loved him endlessly,
for all of their lives.
How dare he trade her for a whore?
She kicked the woman out
and knocked him to the floor.
She stabbed stabbed him over and over,
no two stabs in the same spot.
The floor drenched in blood,
she saw what she had done.
But it felt so good,
in that moment of blind rage.
She started to cry,
why her,
of all people?
This was his fault,
not hers,
but why couldn't she stop?
She knew why,
because no matter what had happend,
all of the hardships before,
she loved him.
"Don't die before me,"
he would say,
and now he was gone,
gone far away.
She loved him dearly,
from the very start.
But corrupted by the poisons of a jealous heart.
Gone were the days of love and happiness,
for where those were,
hatred and sadness resided.
She took the knife,
and with one last kiss,
released her life,
with the hope of bliss.
But to heaven she did not go,
and burned in the fires deep below.
She met her dear love,
and he tried to explain,
but she couldn't hear him then,
for it was her judgement day.
 Bani-san · Wed Jun 17, 2009 @ 07:15am · 4 Comments |
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