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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Macbeth, remove this blood, I command you! Give me the strength to see another day through It’s hit me what I’ve truly done Sanity has been lost but power has been won Was it worth it all? Or should I take the fall? Out of this castle, should I leap? Or should it be considered not so deep? The guilt is immense, should I be dead? My hands are stained with bloody red No perfumes will wash this blood away This hand of blood will forever stay How could I have been the reason for the king's death? Why did I let this happen, why did I do it Macbeth? My mind is now full of scorpions, as yours was before Shameful thoughts, and blood is dripping to the floor How, how, how did I become so cruel in my mind? I’m supposed to be a woman, the weak innocent kind For my power, I caused you to kill a king And now our marriage is owned by a bloody ring You had the idea but it was hidden in the dark I was the one who lit the thought to be a spark Now you’ve gone on ordering others to kill Involved in violence, for the safety and the thrill How have I done this deed? I’ve turned you tyrannical, now this poor country will forever bleed Oh we were once so innocent and pure Now the doctor doesn’t even see me to have a cure As for you, You’re in blood, too far stepped in Your need for power will never win Macbeth, look at what I’ve done Duncan should have lived to see the next days sun Horror, horror, horror, I’m not meant to be a Queen My hands are made of blood, they’re meant to be clean There’s a spot marked amongst my hand Marking my cruelty, why I did this nobody will ever understand I’m just a cruel evil witch who cares for no one but herself A disgust to society, a sly woman acting with stealth And we aren’t even content though we’ve got our desire As you said before, the snake is scorching in a fire This burden is never going to go away On this earth I shall no longer stay What’s done cannot be undone Though remember, when a battle is lost, it’s also won When I die, you would have won by focusing on your mind But please, Macbeth, turn back to being kind Violence is not the way to be, and only causes pain Macbeth, in desperation I beg you, go back to being sane I’m sorry that my life has ended in my self and violent hand Make me proud down there, and I wish you to understand.
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