Til death do us part

Twisted in her web of lies

Struggling to break free; she cries

Her venomous words so sharp and malice

Her voice always strong and callous

Holding her head high

She takes one last deep sigh

This knife in her back stabs her heart

This is her fault, “til death do us part”

All of this time he believed her

All of this time she has been a deceiver

In perfume she is doused

Her trembling hand strikes a match to their house

She sits on the bed to wait

She accepts her deadly fate

He has run to the store

She will hurt him just once more

 

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