Poem By Olivia Elise Braun

Blood rushing down the pen, hitting the page it’s all a mistake
The story starts… with an innocent heart caught by a wicked eye
Lured with promises, the sweetest lies, building up to a bitter demise
The shadow lurking, found its pray…
One condemned soul about to seal an innocents fate
A True one sided “Romeo & Juliet”, A Dagger to a missing heart, poison with no cure
A foolish mind caught in a black widows trap,
Charmed with words of love and devotion
Only to find a empty lies, to late as they watch the life drained from their eyes
Every moment spent in vain, only leaving them lingering in anguish and pain
A Love that had to hurt, a feeling that that will never leave…
The price of tainted love
A heart that is blackened and distorted beyond recognition, longs for company
A perfect soul, just waiting to be defiled and join another in misery
Now the heart has stopped, feel as their pulse drops, and everything goes dark
Its not just an end, but a brand new start, a story of a decaying heart
Written in blood the final scene,
The perfect ending to a tragic loveless misery

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