She followed me, all the way to the other side of the globe, she thought it was love, it wasn't I was just lonely, she gave me a kiss on the side of the face, to remind me she will always be there for me. I am sharp as a Katana, she knew what she'd get herself into if she kept trail of me, I swear your Honour, it was inevitable, I told her, I said it, "young maiden, you'll get hurt but I didn't meant to murder her, it wasn't my intention, she caught me off guard, it was dark outside, she didn't made a sound and me being anxious, my darling killed her, my blade introduced herself to her, I didn't even know her name". She was gorgeous, I knew she'd be my bride afterwards, "you should've be questioning her, she the one with the blood on her sharp and glorious edges. Why must I be convicted, I promise, I loved her.
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Love Beyond Trees
PoetryThis is a poetry that touches and reaches the depths of our emotions that we dare not to tamper with. It's a set of poems I put together for you readers to enjoy and feel the shoes I cannot wear.
