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Color of grief
The crimson stream of agony and pain
The screams from her dreams could not stop fate
Her victim's death is turning love insane
Everyday remembering lover’s fate
Nothing she can do to ease the memory
Of the image of him at death lord’s gate
Burned into her mind and dreams of family
The thought of it made her go subtly untame
her raging thoughts cried out for the lover
crime she committed; her biggest mistake.
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I wrote this relatively young. About fifth grade to be exact. If you can't tell, it's about a woman who murdered her husband, and went insane from it.