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Will you wait for me, maybe awhile, 
 but I promise I’ll be there? 

I will wait here for you, without denial,
I will wait here for you, right here - promise kept -
Holding a rose in the place we first met,
where I lost my footing, off my feet - swept.

 You promise? 

Curl into a ball and lachrymose a lullaby to sleep.
When the rain drenches me, I wilt naught, plant feet.
If you show - I am not here - my gift is a rosebush,
every bloom is for you, it grew from this rose and my husk.

 What if there isn’t - and no you? 

Then - your love - wasn’t true my soon-to-be strangled dove;
right now I am killing that buzzard that stole my beloved,
and I’m coming for you next dragging an axe - petal breeze;
that chill up your spine is me - rearing up to cleave.

 - What? 

You’re dead you dastardly bird, I’m coming to pluck feathers,
this white rose has bled till it’s black, price - your head severed.
Think I knew knot the husky voice you whisper in tryst?
Shush, you’re going to die, end your wretched line, now hush!

 Inaudible screams begging for mercy, whisking is heard that silence them, repeatedly growing tempo, busy phone line. 

Now I lay you six feet deep,
for a vow you didn’t keep.
When you float down there all alone,
vitae written chiseled into stone.
Just know this river is now your home -
stick and stones swung breaking bones.
Never fear - I am coming my dear,
to watch you die; 
to watch the light fade from your eyes! -

 Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder -

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