A Love to Die For
Seething schemes and tattered dreams, and a price that must be paid;On countless nights, when daily slights upon his ego wore.
His burdens weighed on his manhood, frayed;
She'd pay for the sins he bore.
Angelic face of porcelain trace, and alabaster feel;
scarce slowed his wrath while in his path, as he barreled through the door.
Despite her appeal and waiting meal,
He'd ignore her plea: "No more".
She lay there dead, on a blood-soaked bed, her love now in decay;
Her body smashed, and prayers now dashed, they placed her on the floor;
And across the threshold carried her away,
dressed all in in white once more.
Their marital bliss had gone amiss, though she never harbored doubt;
through countless nights, and tearful flights from beatings by the score.
Her love bled out, from a heart devout,
She'll bear his sins no more.
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