Sean Taylor Poet Quatrain

Enough - Part Iii

My love, My love
I am so so sorry
My love, My love
Please can you forgive me

So wrong, So wrong,
What have I done
So wrong, So wrong
See just how your blood has run

They come, They come
Now I shall be jailed
They come, They come
Look at how your face has paled

The knife, The knife
I'll use it too
The knife, The knife
I'll come join you

The baby, The baby
It will die as well
The baby, The baby
Should not live this life of hell

I'll die, I'll die
Lying beside my love
I'll die, I'll die
Ascend to heaven above

The end, The end
This torment is done
The end, The end
At last, peace has come

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Kim Van Breda July 7, 2015 at 6:54 AM OK... phew.. a modern day tragedy... you have depicted the scenario and emotions brilliantly. I am a professional counselor so often counsel victims of abuse in varying degrees... awful stuff. xx~xx Sean Taylor July 7, 2015 at 7:13 AM Thank you Kim.