Written In Blood
This masterpiece of art
A work of heavy depression and woe
Tells a story of a tired, sad woman
Who lives in forgotten sorrow
Long ago when life was new
And death was a far away dream
Behind the roses, daisies and birds
Things weren't at all what they seemed
This woman, So fair yet vain
Was smitten over a young, handsome man
Who loved another, Who she did not know
Was another man
Fair lady tried to make the young boy love her
But he was not staring at her way
He looked after this secret lover
Overlooking her attempts everyday
Soon She got fed up
And took her revenge on this handsome lover
Determined to bring pain to her unequitted love
And make he love no one but her, Ever
In the middle of the night
She sleathed into his home like a rat
Pulling a blade from her breast
And sticking it into his chest
He gasped and bleed
His sheets stained red
And His eyes rolled
To the back of his head
A second more the woman would have noticed
The large shadow behind
A sudden stuck, and She was out of luck
Bitter crimson speading like red wine
Upon awakening, the fair maiden
Heard a loud thud
Looking beside her, a body laid with blood splattered
And a will written in blood.
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