T oday was the day we were to be married
R ight here in our own backyard
A fter sunset when the night was young
G uess you thought it was a game
I nterrupting our service with your drunken slur
C an a wife kill her husband without remorse?
Q uiet as a cat did I sneak to your room
U nity means nothing to me now
E ver so slightly did I lift the knife
E verywhere there was blood
N othing felt as good as that
What did you think
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creepy...another great poem. you are a great writer!
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Thanx!
Thank you soo much for the comments...Usually people are like freaked out because my poems are well like you said it...Creepy!
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