Duncan's Ghost
Evil in your heart
Malice in your eyes
Dagger in your hands
Good old Duncan dies
I did for thee
Whatever I could
I loved you so much
Perhaps, I always would
Why did you do me in?
I was your best
I was your beloved
I was your kinsman
I was your guest.
Copyright © Naseer Ahmed | Year Posted 2016
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