Tip:
Highlight text to annotate it
X
bjbj We first met at the beginning of my youth A man in red A woman in white He was kind
and gentle but if he was needed in battle his swashing blows could lead to victory He
was the knight in shining armour He was the poet with kisses in his words He began to
rise in the world taking me along Then his swashing blows began to fail him Where was
this mighty warrior that I loved so? Why did his soul fail him in his time of need? Why
was my hand forced but his covered in the blood of a loved one? Is it me that no longer
lets him sleep? He lies awake tossing Tossing till the night falls and the sun shines He
talks in riddles and rhymes not making sense of the world causing his sanity to disappear
He became the man in white and I the woman in red but my *** hands have not been sprayed
with hatred and fear He held his crown in his hand, afraid someone would steal it For
it was never real He turned love into hate He sprayed their blood on his hands Unable
to wash the stain of his demise The demise he poured onto himself and that I poured onto
him as well Did I throw him into the dark sinking pit? Was it my fault the man I loved
turned into a cold blooded snake? Into a serpent slithering into the cool green grass Hiding
and waiting for the moment to attack To sink his teeth into his unknowing victim Causing
them to bleed and causing the venom to spread Spread till no inch of them was without it
Spreading so their blood was never the same It was no more as it he The serpent has gone
Gone away from this land As the rain falls like heavens tears He sleeps My man in white
sleeps Peace has come from his wrong doing His hands are clean but theirs are not For
his ship That he has sailed on for far too long Slowly rocks As the flames lift up the
sails We first met at the beginning of my youth Michelle Normal Michelle Microsoft Office
Word We first met at the beginning of my youth Title Microsoft Office Word Document MSWordDoc
Word.Document.8