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Your lifeless body strewn out before me.
I take your cold hands and grasp them dearly.
Who has killed you, my love? It was thine own hands.
They plucked away your life, only on your finger left a band.
You dug the knife into thine own heart.
for you thought you'd be able to tear you and him apart.
Blood running from thy gentle breast
as the knife stuck out and into yourself it pressed.
Your crimson red liquid, so thick, dark, and pure;
Killing yourself you thought was the only cure.
I, shedding a tear upon thy sweet, pale, face.
He led you to maddness then death; a disgrace.

Explaining you had a lover, I, not he.
A forced marrige, how sad. I drop your hand and lay them before me.
©2008-2009 ~SinsWithWings
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Author's Comments

If find the timing of when I made this poem a little strange and ironic because I wrote it the day before Valentine's Day and it has to do with love and I havn't wrote a love poem in a forever-and-a-half. Anywho, If your not so good at translating poems, the story is about a young woman who had an arranged marrige but she already had a lover. She didn't want to go into the marrige and she would never be able to love her lover (the speaker) again. If he couldn't have her, then no one would. Kinda like Romeo and Juliet in a way.

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:iconzombiereaper:
wow, i never see anyone write like that now, ya know? amazing job =)

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[link] the brains of unicorns…
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If love is blind then i can make bats look like eagles.
:heart:
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What would Jesus do... for a Klondike Bar! 8D
:iconsinswithwings:
Why thank you. That makes me feel really good.I've never been told that my poems are really good. I'm glad someone enjoyed it. I'm called emo all the time for my poems actually.

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I was always unhappy... until I met him.
:iconzombiereaper:
psh, fuck that. theres quite a difference between emo and actual poetry. emo poetry is...well.....unbearable. XD

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[link] the brains of unicorns…
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If love is blind then i can make bats look like eagles.
:heart:
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What would Jesus do... for a Klondike Bar! 8D
:iconsinswithwings:
I will admit, though, I tend to usually write emo poems and i think emo guys are the hotteset... Hell, I'm obsessed with anime and emo people!!!

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I was always unhappy... until I met him.
:iconzombiereaper:
well, emo guys kind of...ARE the hottest :XD:
eh, either way i like your poems

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[link] the brains of unicorns…
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If love is blind then i can make bats look like eagles.
:heart:
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What would Jesus do... for a Klondike Bar! 8D
:iconsinswithwings:
Thanks. *blushes at the thought of an emo guy... gone anime!!!* (dream come true
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I was always unhappy... until I met him.
:iconzombiereaper:
ur welcome
ooh that does sound uber hotness

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[link] the brains of unicorns…
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If love is blind then i can make bats look like eagles.
:heart:
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What would Jesus do... for a Klondike Bar! 8D
:iconsinswithwings:
I know, right? Ima genius! :picknose:

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I was always unhappy... until I met him.
:iconsinswithwings:
You must admit, the smiley gives the impression that I'm very smert. Remambar, skool mackes u uber smert.

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I was always unhappy... until I met him.
:iconzombiereaper:
o.o
*twitch*

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[link] the brains of unicorns…
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If love is blind then i can make bats look like eagles.
:heart:
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What would Jesus do... for a Klondike Bar! 8D

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