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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2009 Apr 24 Comment on this Work [[2009.04.24.19.34.13521]] |
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No one knows the secrets we kept beyond the pond, The memories, I am very fond, For our love was an endless bond. Holding me in your arms, they way you cared, The laughs and kisses we always shared. Sitting under the moon counting the stars, Imagining how it would be to walk on Mars. They way you touched me, sending chills down my spine, Wrap you arms around me, like a great big vine, Take away my worries, letting me unwhine. We were so close, in my eyes you were untouchable, kissable, But now I am left in despair, so miserable. I always thought of you as my ideal mate, But after what was done, my heart was filled with hate. You brought this upon your self, you chose your fate, Now there's no going back, its too late. You cheated on me, as if we never were, You went behind my back, just to be with her. Did you think I would never find out, That you mess, flirt, go around and about? I don't regret what I'm gonna do to you, what your getting is what you deserved, A place in the ground is what I got reserved. You turn your back to me to reach into your pocket, As I take out my blade, and stab you in your socket. You stumble, not even trying to fight back, But strength you did not lack. At that very moment, I went insane, Took the gun, shot a bullet to the membrane. Burried your body, nothing left, your dead, Now I'll just walk away, as I leave you to sleep in your bed, Forget everything about us, put it out of my head. If anyone comes looking for you, I'll just say you left town, No one will ever know what went down. I killed you, but you didn't make a sound, I was surprised at what I just found. Clutched in your right hand was a diamond ring, Then my heart began to sing, But there's just one thing. I realized what I'd just done, I've killed my number one, I've lost, thinking I won. So I take the blade and end my life, With just one move of the knife. This is the tragic story, Of a love that ended up gory. Both are left in the forest, just a memory that no one will ever keep fond, And this is the story of the secret beyond the pond. |