Your lips taste of rum
Our passion filled night
Has given way to a milky dawn
I kiss you one last time
You do not respond
Then I notice the scar around your throat
And the blood soaking my hands
Unhinged
That's what the lawyer used in his defense
The jury didn't care
16 years old, sentenced
My passion bleeding out
Of a hole in my soul
Why me?
I ask
Why did I kill you?
You were everything to me
Falling off the edge
I see your face again
It's in a place
Where no light will touch it
And I'm headed the same way
Will history repeat?
Will we love with a passion that moves mountains
Only to crush with a cruelty that one reads of in fairy tales?
They strap me in
The needles are ready
I'm coming my love
Be ready
Put on your best dress
Those dancing shoes I got you
Take my hand
Let's dance the macabre
Before long we will be in each other's arms
And before long the other guy in my head
Will have his hands around the ivory skin
Of your throat
The Bilge Master
Powerful. I could almost visualise the scenes?
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