Suicide or Murder


My shame grows when I call your name
My love to you is the sound of my screams
Let there be a rope on that there tree

Curse your charms
Curse your heart
Pure as stone
Pure as dark
Please give me that there rope

I fell in love with the demon inside
No one knows, and no one will
Please take me to the one place in the underworld
Let that rope hug my neck

I tripped on my feet, what a shame
Mistakes happen, don’t they?
My love to you is murder.
Please, don’t fall into the hands of death.

I only wanted to hold your neck.

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A love story that ended horribly