Twilight
Author's Note: Okie Dokie. Time for a poem, kiddies. Gather 'round, gather 'round.
Jobber: Get on with it!
-sigh- Ah…okay. This poem is NOT written by me. This poem is written by my dear friend Emily. Who is also a good old Twilight fan. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight…no matter how much I want Edward.
On with the poem!
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Twilight
By: Emily
The apple's red skin
The temptation to sin
He won't let it win
He refuses to give in
In the dark of the night
Not a savior in sight
He pretends his delight
As she cries out in fright
Though scared by his eyes
She refuses to cry
And he'd rather die
Then to tell her goodbye
She begged him to bite
But he'd rather fight
Then to see her delight
At the end of her life
In love there is strife
In death there is life
Your world is balanced on the edge of a knife
"I love you," he whispered into the ear of his wife.
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It's short…but it's so GOOD. She writes such good poems. Review, and I shall pass them on! Thanks--Moriko-Demon