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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the woods wonders a fool, He walks along a sorrowful path. His soul has fallen beneath the rule of a vengeful woman’s wrath. He begs forgiveness from the dark, For that is all who can hear his cries. Even his shadow refuses to hark, as the tears flow from his eyes. With his heart she stole the good, and crumbled it into the dirt. As he begged, broken he stood, wishing for a way to stop the hurt. No second chances, no more tries. She couldn’t forgive him once more No amount of tears nor alibis, could wash away the bottles on the floor. He sipped past his final excuse, He lost her love now once for all. Now he walks to a lonely noose, Haunted by the demons call. Love has turned her face away the pain now takes control. There were no silver words to say, That could pay this poor fools toll. As he wanders deep and deeper his sorrow is overthrown by rage. Now as he awaits the reaper, his heart is stabbed within its cage. Addiction has poisoned and made him ill It’s blackened his heart and stolen his sight His anger it boils and readies to kill, Demons have awoken in his heart tonight. A transformation has taken place, tonight a monster has been born. An evil slithers across his face, flowing from where his heart was torn. In the woods awaits an angry fool, love has left him and he rots in pain. He hates the living like an evil ghoul, and death runs through his every vein. In the dark by damnation's gate He sits alone and lingers. waiting for that woman’s fate to fall into his fingers. He wants her to look into his eyes, and fear what she has created. He wants to kiss her as she dies, and whisper why he’s waited. He wants his life to be rebuilt, He wants the heart that she stole He wants to be free of the guilt, He wants to regain his soul.
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