It infiltrated the night in my room
The walls, the floor, cast an aura of gloom
I stood bothered and couldn't help notice
That her carcass, in midair was floating!
Eyes replaced by a darkness so evil
A dead stare packed with everything lethal
She is the specialist of all people
Now pale, lifeless, but there and beautiful
The stench escapes as she's pinned to the wall
Yet, how did she leave her grave after all?
I couldn't react and utter the words
Of questions, confessions of love for her
The floor then opened a path into hell
As she looked up and asked if I'd been well
She said she was judged by the greatest lord
Sentenced to suffer in gloom evermore
She kept telling me that she'd be okay
To continue living life, day by day
All my confessions of love she ignored
This didn't matter to me she implored
Through profound driest bliss and lying lips
She had blown what seemed the loveliest kiss
I panted in shock and stood on my bed
As the room only grew evermore red
Told she would greatly miss the kids, she lied
As she fell into hell in a pose crucified!
I nearened to my bride as I watched her leave
She whispered in flames that: she never loved me.
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Ugly Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems many would consider "Ugly". They are beautiful to me in the ugliest ways...
