A crime commited

Stolen, dropped and broken

what was precious neglected

healing words ne'er spoken

too late to be corrected

Then I'd do anything to get her

I tore in her heart a hole

young I knew no better

'Twasn't love, but her inner being I stole

If you take a life, a life you give

But when you take a soul

Nothing will you forgive

and the devil takes his toll

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Well, remorse does suck, doesn't it? Sounds like a crime of passion (Or maybe, testosterone).

[Soren]

Thanks John for the review and comment. I suppose it could be either of the two or both together ya never know in these cases. Maybe just mistaken identity or ignorance who knows

[Betty Hermelee]

A love crime….when you intentionally hurt someone you love or like, and don’t forgive, the Devil might wind up at your doorstep….the soul takes time to heal when it is broken…. “‘‘Twas her inner being I stole”, a crime I guess….nicely crafted Soren
Warmly, B

[Soren]

Thank you Betty for the read and insightful comment it is most appreciated

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Soren
Warmly, B

[willweb]

That is definitely a crime for sure. To hurt someone that deeply...yep, often we pay dearly. Nicely said my friend. Great flow, meter and rhyme. Very songlike.

[Soren]

Thanks Will I always appreciate your reviews and comments.