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by Vile Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Drama · #1233873
This poem is about a man who loved a woman more than the world or himself
                      Defiled


Once a white angel, that fell from the sky
Then you turned black, no longer you fly

Your spirit was bright, your essence so pure
Your endless affection, your love was my cure

Like a white rose we bloom, in the wind our souls sway
White pedals turn red, in blood they decay

I look in your eyes, corruption I see
Deprived of the truth, no hope left in me

Behind your emotions, I find your sick side
No lies left to tell, no secrets to hide

Through your deception, I see your true face
This cruel bitter feeling, my heart can’t embrace

Your fantasies rotten, your intentions so vile
But you hide it so well, with your sweet humble smile

Your dark tainted soul, has made my love die
My heart torn to pieces, it beat for a lie

I try to forgive, I search in my mind
Just senseless regret, no mercy I find

Your sick twisted lies, gave birth to my hate
There’s no turning back, you've sealed your own fate

I thirst for your blood, I crave your demise
You plague my frail mind, with your ill wretched cries

Your face wet with tears, your eyes full of fears
I reach deep inside you, I fuel your nightmares

My words sharp as daggers, and now they stab deep
I pierce your cold heart, you kneel down and weep

As I rip you apart, I hear your loud scream
Don’t hope to wake up, this isn’t a dream

I tear out your tongue, I hear no more sound
I stitch your foul lips, shove your face in the ground

Laying in your death bed, drowned in the pain
Time slowly fades away, grain after grain

I touch your soft skin, I feel your flesh bleed
Your blood cold and rotten, overflowing with greed

The guilt thrives and grows, the screams will not stop
Insane and deranged, to my weak knees I drop

Drained of all reason, no light left inside
I pick up the knife, with my last drops of pride

I stare at the blade, no reflection I see
Still stained with your blood, it now drips on me

With my last gasping breath, my life fades away
I follow my heart, there’s no other way

As you lay in your grave, your tears turn to dust
Your heart was defiled, your love was just lust

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