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Roses and Hearts
So loving and open to all who dwell.
Yet, this heart has a story to tell.
Broken, Fragile, and lead a stray.
Yet, For some reason he came to stay.
The eyes in which they had met.
Though, this feeling she’d never forget.
In her bed she there lay.
Then she said ‘Let the pieces fall where they may.’
Sadly to say she never awoke.
For he left her there to for her to choke.
Next night he thought he might get some sleep.
Only to find he’d lay there and weep.
The fortune it brought him only dismay.
Then brought him only sorrow next day.
That night he did lay awake.
Only for his soul will she take.
So silent did she walk in the room.
There she was to seal his doom.
Leaned down and whispered in his ear
“I am here. You have much to fear.”
And as she spoke these hallow verses.
His eyes did open with hateful curses.
He looked up into her cold dead eyes.
Suddenly fearful, and filled with surprise.
He rose from the bed, his heart did a leap.
Threw himself at her feet, then began to weep.
He begged forgiveness, and pleased his case.
Then he looked up his heart just a race.
She leaned down and mumbled a word or two.
Then wondered what to do.
She pulled a rose from behind her back.
Beautiful, lethal, but thorns it did lack.
“Take it, Take it,” she muttered and jeered.
He looked as her crossly, his eyes where teared.
And as he did take this rose.
Everything changed, and it was like he had froze.
No longer was it the rose he saw before.
But her heart, which still beat, and flooded the floor.
A wicked grin lit her face.
He screamed, and his own heart was still a race.
She walked toward him with murderous eyes, her voice cold and tart.
“With bloody hands, she gave him her heart.”
No one had seen that the deed had been done.
Her lifeblood was spilt, and the web was spun.
His body was found two weeks later.
Missing limbs, and a note that said ‘Traitor’The End
- by Tasting_Poison |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/28/2009 |
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- Title: Roses and Hearts.
- Artist: Tasting_Poison
- Description: This is a poem about a couple in the 19th centurey. Back then if someone died, you'd get their money. So a man married a beautiful young girl for her money, then burtally murdered her. This is a story poem like story of her revenge.
- Date: 06/28/2009
- Tags: roses hearts
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Comments (3 Comments)
- BloodMoonButterfly - 07/01/2009
- hy c..haha..this is freakeh awesome!!..haha
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- Sableice - 06/28/2009
- great ending smile
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