I */|\* I
I walked down the street; I was with two friends that night.
Two silly girls and myself; We sauntered around town.
A sudden fear brought by text; A call made with crying in sight.
A lost lover from the net; Some hell to bring the day down.
II **/|\** II
That evening was hell; It all happened and the stories came
Two girls spilled their hearts; Hearing the truth was not so great.
Slice and dice six lines to cross; A pattern on a wrist of shame.
Then suddenly it happened, The time of truth, the killing fate.
III ***/|\*** III
Sitting on a swing she barely moved; Her sweater was gone and her feet bare.
"Go after her" is what she said; She pointed after her only friend.
"I'll be fine, I'm okay now"; She pointed again and bade me to stare.
Her friend had glass, and an upturned wrist; Death was just around the bend.
IV *** */|\* *** VI
I ran to her and took the glass; Then I rushed us back to check again.
There she sat, with a smile on her face; "See, I'm fine" was what she said.
Later that night the friend tried again; Pills were used, to kill her brain.
An ambulance and two calls from the cops; The friend lived to say "I'm glad I ain't dead".
V *** **/|\** *** V
I realized then, I loved her dearly; I tried to tell her, but her ears were closed
She didn't want my heart; She wanted to destroy my core.
Another love happened, but it ended soon; I tried again but I over imposed.
Now she hated me, but I couldn't let it go; I waited and hoped, I tried once more.
VI *** ***/|\*** *** IV
We were friends again; But then I had to ruin it.
In my eyes she was still an angel; I couldn't see the darkness inside.
I told myself it was just a phase; I could help her to admit.
But I was lying, to myself and her; Somewhere deep down I knew she was Ms. Hyde.
VII *** *** */|\* *** *** IIV
I tried and tried, I wouldn't give up; An angel was in there she just had to shine.
Some polish and love, that's what she needed; But she hated me more, while she took my aid.
She thought I was a toy, such fun to play with; She didn't care that I had a fragile design.
She loved to hurt me, she loved the pain; The scratches I took, but emotions were her blade.
VIII *** *** **/|\** *** *** IIIV
Soon I didn't care, I thought I was OK; the pain was normal, the words hurt less.
I found a place, very deep within; It tried to tell me that it was all so wrong.
But I loved her still so I bore it still; The day never came, and she never said yes.
I tried it all, to win her love; Words and deeds, and some poems and song.
IX *** *** ***/|\*** *** *** XI
But soon I learned, by the taste of blood; It crept into my mouth, from the hole in my back.
She stabbed me then, with the knowledge of my core; She knew it all, my entire past.
I tried to fight, and take some ground back; But then soon I knew, her heart was black.
A refusal to see, had cost me so much; I wouldn't admit, but I knew it couldn't last.
X *** *** *** */|\* *** *** *** X
It didn't matter what I called her; She had a name and a game, and they both described her.
That sense of success, from helping her out; Is forever gone, replaced by pain.
I truly learned a lesson that day; I know now, that even as it were
A rose called by any other name, would still rot just the same.
~Wolfclaw
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