Tragedy In Black
Look at you all handsome and smart
Waiting for your future wife
Your blushing bride won’t be attending my love
You belong to me... remember?
She was ever so surprised to see me
All pretty dressed in black
She said it’s all just jealousy
I was just a fling, I mean nothing to you
That I have an obsession
That I can’t have you
She laughed at me
She shouldn't have laughed
She stopped when she saw my shiny sharp knife
Her beautiful white gown now stained with her crimson red blood
She’s not laughing now
You belong to me... remember?
Copyright © Sarah Bryant | Year Posted 2015
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