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My Love, My Love What Have You Done?

Poetry By: Phoebe Kishbaugh
Poetry



a man kills his love then finds he regrets it and wants to join her


Submitted:Sep 29, 2012    Reads: 11    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   


My love, my love what have you done?

You've killed your darling lover

With raging lips and steely grip

You took her to the steps and shoved her!

My dear, my dear what have we here?

You miss your baby girl

Sleeping in your lonely bed

Thoughts of her dance through your head

You reach for her but find she's dead

And round and round thoughts swirl and twirl

All about your baby girl.

My love, my love what have you done?

You've taken all your pills

And chased them down then slit your wrists

As the bathtub slowly fills.

My dear, my dear what have we here?

You're filled with sweet regret

Looking at the corpse that lays

Collecting dust throughout the days

Eyes wide open start to glaze

Sobs erupt, and you don't forget

That killing her you now regret.





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