When Love Dies a Terrible Death

When Love Dies a Terrible Death

You might as well have shot me,
That would have been kinder,
Than what you did to me.

How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!

There is no way I want to mend,
The broken life you gave.
You can keep your lies and deceit.

How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!

I know now, I made a mistake,
In trusting your love.
After all I was your wife.

How could you leave my bed,
To go sleep with a child?
You’re own flesh and blood!

The love I thought I had,
Died a terrible death.
I never want you back!!!

So you can see now,
This is what happens,
When love dies a terrible death


Poem Style – No Style Format / Poem Catagory – Personal
Written by Lady Kathleen

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