Your emerald eyes go great with the red,
Stained to the bed.
Your fingers clenched similar to teeth,
Around a strange set of keys.
Your diary found opened and raped,
Nobody bothered to have your words taped.
Your body laid broken,
Remembering what he had spoken.
Your mind lay quite messy indeed,
Following where the pellets lead.
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The footsteps enter a door,
filled with magic and lore.
I never really knew,
what was eating up inside of you.
Ti'll I entered your closet room,
and found that my love had sealed your doom. |
Submission Name: Emerald Eyes
