Condescending, my love
Rating: M (just to be safe that little people don't get nightmares... ;)
Warnings: Blood, death, maybe madness?
Summary: He shouldn't have left...
A/N: I was asked to write a rhyming poem that was in English thus this was born... –sheepish grin- -scratches the back of her head-
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Condescending, my love?
Once upon a time...
Perhaps a twist of lime
The start of our story
At times a bit gory
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Start's always the hardest I heard
But we learned to fly like a bird
Ending, so I was told, is what stings the most
I think that it's like a ghost
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As cold as ice, yet hot as Hell
And the feeling of falling to a well
That's what you said
When you for the last time fell to bed
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The problem, my love, you see
Is that I can't be like thee
For the last time you believed
And see where that led
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Your body on the floor
Blood gaining on the door
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A/N: Reviews are love but that aside this is my first poem fanfiction.. And here I was thinking I would never write a poem fanfic.. o.O Funny thing ain't it?