The Break Up Letter

November 29, 2007
By Julianna Riconda, Brewster, NY

His unfaithful eyes
As pale as snow

His devilish lip
With lust did smear

His hateful hands
In which despised

His dirty deed
Was his demise

As revenge became
Him body and soul

Were cast to kill
On that day

He drew near
In his own way

He invented
Her defeat

A sickness did creep
Down his neck
Up his spine
Into the black hole
In which his heart and mind
Lay intertwined

As he made his way
With no compromise

Step by step
He was there

And in his hand
Did thus read
A letter
To shatter her into tears
The words in red ink
Were over
Were done

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