The Lady of Death and Love

The Lady of Death and Love

A Poem by Lindsay.

 

Black hair

Against the white, white snow

Blue eyes, staring

Where? No one knows

Pale skin

Crimson lips

In a dead winter night,

For her the cold no longer nips

Blood pours from her chest

Turning the white snow red

The worst thing that could happen in life

She no longer has to dread

This is what happens

When love runs away

She died with a gun and a broken heart

If only he had stayed.

© 2008 Lindsay.


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Added on February 16, 2008

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Lindsay.
Lindsay.

Columbus, OH



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A Poem by Lindsay.