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Bloodstained Alter

Red on the marble floor a silent witness to the horror Her blood pools at the altar a stark testament to my sin Her body lies lifeless once so full of grace Now broken bruised deprived of love’s embrace I stand frozen disbelieving the weight of what I’ve done crushing me A priest’s collar tight around my neck a smoking gun heavy in my hand She came to the chapel seeking refuge seeking solace She found only death I was meant to guide her but instead I took away her breath The red at her feet spreads a stain that no prayer can erase My footsteps echo loud and hollow as I flee into the shadows the shame following close behind I never meant for this I swear it wasn’t part of any plan But now I’m a murderer in the house of God a broken damned man They call it a crime of passion a moment of rage but those words mean nothing She’s gone Her life ended by my hands and no confession can turn the page And now here I sit on death row counting my final breaths haunted by the altar I defiled by the blood I spilled Her face her voice they never leave me My soul is stained eternally lost forever chained to the altar of my hate

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Date: 1/7/2025 8:52:00 PM
and who doesn't love a good murder poem! I like dark poetry!
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