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Tragic Juliet

These days have faded Your nights are dead Mush together Inside her head The act is so selfish Her lips quiver in fear She knows it’s over She senses you’re there She won’t blackmail you again Her mental wounds you can’t mend. Juliet however still reaches For your hand. She still loves you. And wishes you’d understand Why won’t you hold her anymore? He screams still echo As you slam the door. She stands alone It was your mistake too. Yet you blame her. Have you forgotten That it was you? You stole her innocence You didn’t think twice So why is it only Her paying for the crime. She kept your letters She remembered those date’s But you forget her It’s her that you hate She stands alone. Skin pale Knife in her hands She gets on her knees Ready to meet her fate. You turn down the corridor Run back to the door Sweet Juliet She’s lying dead on the floor.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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