A Disgraceful Love
Today I am more sorry than words can say..
for the ugliness does haunt me, of the other day
to manipulate and create a disgraceful plate,
'of beans?' hopefully, you say
I gratefully sent it your way,
yesterday..
as it travels within you, deep into your soul, increasingly I grow bold
gleefully I ask 'angel, why so cold?'
with drastic consequence you struggle with pain
as your life so fickle, slips away
I hold you close and stroke your face, one last time..
I am a disgrace, I have surely crossed the line
because I manipulated and created a hateful plate,
of beans! again, I say
especially for you, because I love you, I love you, pray!
It was your fault, I assert to you once again
you promised to kill me, but it never came!
a blade so deep you promised to penetrate in the most intimate way.
so I manipulated and created a disgraceful plate..
yes it was the beans to you I gave..
take it, take it..because I love you, you say
the blade pentrates me in the most intimate way...
dont hurt me! dont hurt me! I wail
..and my consciousness begins to fade
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I meet him again
walking through grass, he laughs and I play
happy, I camp once more, beneath golden hay...