Wednesday, November 29, 2017


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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