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Blood Stained

It was I that held you,
While you drew that fatal breath
My cat green eyes, they pitied you
Whilst I lead you to your death

It was I that saw you
And I that died, as I watched you fade
This was my last gift to you
And now, all debts are paid

It was not I that saw you
The nigh of your stolen innocence
But it was I that held you
When your whole world fell to bits

Now you can betray me
And call me things I am not?
I truly thought you knew me
But maybe you forgot

So now the death knell tolls for you
And it is I who ring it clear
This horrid fate would not have befallen you
Had you only tried to stay near?

It was tonight I took you
To the warmth of the bed you knew
And, it is I who drained you
Your precious blood, I withdrew

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What I would love to put as my Epitaph
Written March 3rd, 2004

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  • forgotten remedy
    May 12, 2005
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    that was good. very well writen..i enjoyed reading this write. thank you
    ~mandy~

  • SereneSoliloquy
    March 3, 2004
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    that was an awesome poem, and it would be a wicked awesome epitaph too. it really flowed well, just sorta rolled of the tounge. great write.