Mordern Tragedy: A Short Short Story

May 28, 2008
Her hand on his cold lifeless chest
No heartbeat left in a heart that had once loved her so
Secret, forbidden love, ended in a sip of ammonia
The Pain, too great dug deep into her chest
So did the steak knife
Both died for love, but the love died with them both
History repeats itself.

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