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Love of a Murederer

A thousand hates may make their final stand
but none will conquer this, our single love
Though neither takes the blood off of my hands
the latter serves to mask it like a glove

My violent past has nearly fallen dead
but still I must admit that it is there
Nothing can take the corpses from my head
I fear that’s something guilt just cannot spare

But with your love, perhaps I can forget
and leave the bloody footprints in my mind
abandoning them in there with regret
to leave all of my past mistakes behind

Perhaps you’ll be this killer’s chance to turn
and if you won’t then surely I will burn

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  • Luna Tique Fringe
    July 28, 2007

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    What an interesting sonnet, none too amny with this subject matter. You have a typo in the title. Thank you for your entry.