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Just a short poem i wrote…
Call me crazy,
Behind my back.
Everyone already knows
My train is long off its track.Call me strange,
The others do.
But the last person I expect to hear it from
Is you.
We were out for walk when I turned her way
Your not gonna like it but I have to say
Her face went pale and she put up her guard
Knowing my news would hit her hard
I said I can’t love you, I’m sorry, I tried
It was her left eye that teared, but her heart that cried
She said I hate you and she turned and ran
She looked back and yelled, you’re not even a man
I chased after her, though she drifted from sight
I was so scared now, concerned that she might
I got to her house, my worst fear came true
As she stood holding the knife, she yelled screw you
It took this moment to help me see
That I truly loved her, and she truly loved me
Now my love is on the edge, and it wasn’t an act
I told her I loved her, that I took it all back
She said it’s a lie, you don’t love me
But this kitchen knife does and it can set me free
I started to beg, please honey, no
But she closed her eyes and in it did go
It was so much pain she couldn’t stand anymore
She dropped to her knees, then down to the floor
I ran to her body and crouched at her side
The pain I was feeling I couldn’t hide
It was all my fault, that my love took her life
It may as well have been me, holding the knife
I held her hand, and touched her face
I tried to stop the bleeding just above her waist
The last thing she said is forever in my mind
That I killed my true love and that’s hard to find
I told her I loved her and I started to cry
She turned her head away, and silently died
