There
are worse things in this world
than
unrequited love.
Cried
the stalker to the
frightened
girl. He pressed the
steel
blade unto her throat
and told
her to be good
With
quiet fear and mustered strength,
she
looked him in the eye.
Please
take this knife and plunge
it deep
inside of me.
I’m unafraid
to die.
Force
my will or end me.
This
choice is clearly yours.
Rather
I’d walk through Hell,
upon
coals of fire.
Before
I yield myself.
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