He loves me
he told me so
together forever the passion will grow
he loves me not
behind my back he sneaks away
to play with others
how dare he I say
He loves me
he crys in my ears
He loves me not
as I plunge a dagger right through the third leg
oh dear
He loves me
as his life slips away
A crime of passion
as I still love him
right down to this very day
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Crime of Passion by Poetic Tasha by Partners In Crime.
450 points, ended June 13, 2008, 5 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I'm with Queen i too liked the third leg line. This is great i liked it.
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uh oh better not piss this one off
hehe great write!
Tasha
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I liked the third leg line
he deserved it 
good luck in the contest
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You really gave him an owie... a well deserved one, too. This is really put together well. At least he died happily, knowing he was loved
Good luck in the contest
Dee
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ouch!!!
What more can be said...you did him in good...
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Ouch! A stab in the third leg... isnt there a major artery in there? What a way to go...
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you should get off with that if you plead mind unbalanced ,good entry ,peter xx
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Thanks for commenting
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Good
Dark, but still good. Love makes us do things of insanity or desparation. Good write, I liked it
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Thank you, very much appreciated.
xXx
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