The twisted love story of a certain girl

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is the longest poem I ever wrote. This is based on a novel I haven't wrote yet. I'd like to tell you what I think, but I think you can make up even more interesting thoughts about this.

Submitted: November 22, 2012

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Submitted: November 22, 2012



I'll tell of a woman,

Whose heart's filled with hate

And how she fares now

With her terrible fate


To you, my dear reader,

You might think I'm mad

But hero or villain,

This girl makes me sad


In her early years,

She met a young man

A dangerous killer

Though sweet and called Ran


They shared happy moments

With smiles gleaming bright

Knowing that nighttime

Will give them a fright


Alas, they didn't follow,

They thought they were strong

Never shall they

Sing their stupid love song


He wasn't so sweet and

She wasn't so weak

They fought to their death

Losing peace that they seek


His eyes flickered red

And she stared with pure wrath

Their meaningless "date"

Was a lovely bloodbath


Predator or prey,

Their names didn't matter

They only set eyes

On the one they will shatter


He grabbed her frail arm

And snapped it with fear

His current demeanor

Has caused her to tear


She didn't lose yet

She stood up with hope

To run with him far

But not to elope


"I'm sorry I tricked you

And hated you now"

She said to her man

To make her last vow


"I know that I liked you

And also thought so,

But I love myself more

And won't bow to the low"


She stabbed his poor heart

To make herself clear

That she will be happy

To live one more year


She didn't regret

What she did to him there

Though everyone else

Was shocked she didn't care


Maybe she still hid

Some feelings inside

Or died long ago

And skillfully lied


Apathy showed on

Her face everyday

Anything nice was

Kept out of her way


Damned and corrupted,

Up to this day

She'll never stop chaos 'til

She lets her corpse lay


If you happen to meet her,

Alert me at once

Tell her I'm back to say

"She'd been a dunce"



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