Lost Cause
Murder
is no option
to hurt you solves
no crime
I took you for adoption
to be a child of mine,
you stabbed me in the evening,
you stabbed me in the night,
I somehow kept believing,
that love could make it right,
your bloody knife keeps bleeding
your hands are red and bright,
but my sad heart keeps needing
to save you in your plight,
you killed me in the ocean,
you killed me by the sea,
But I still have the notion,
the answer lies in me.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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