She wades through the blood of her lovers,
Buries them under the covers,
Prays that no-one discovers,
The way she truly recovers.
Fighting to start anew,
By removing every piece of you,
From every memory she knew,
So there was no way you could sue.
Pushing them further underground,
Where no-one will hear a sound,
Their bodies won't be found,
By the next she will be crowned.
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Truthful Destination - Poetry
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