The Girl Death Loved
By Lord R.e. Taylor
She was the loneliest woman alive
But Death craved her soul
He wanted her for her beauty
But the rules said that she was free
So, the moment she died
No one mourned for her
But Death loved her so much
True, he could never have her
But he could never let her go
He carved her image onto a wall
A special place where she always sat
Death’s tribute to the girl he loved
© Poem – VIII/XXX/MMXXII
LRET
Pic From DeviantArt
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