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Mark loved Livia more than any other girl he’d met.

Her hair was the only color he saw, some shade of brunette.

He loved her so much that he’d do anything.

 

Mark spent three hours crafting a poster to confess.
“Oh, don’t do that, she’s got a boyfriend,” his friends would press.
He loved her so much that he’d do anything.

 

Mark plastered his ever-growing love on the back of the bleachers.
When Livia saw, he noted every last of her green and brown features.
He loved her so much that he’d do anything.

 

Mark saw her brow furrow and eyes enrage.
“I’d never date you,” she spat. “I’d rather date the plague.”
He loved her so much that he’d do anything.

 

Mark was pulled away by his true and only friend.
“Hey man, she’s not for you, but this isn’t the end.”
He still only loved her that he’d do anything.

 

Mark knew the pigment of disgust filled her green eyes.
He left the poster and said, “But why can’t she be my prize?”
He loved her so much that he’d still do anything.

 

Mark saw the blur of a figure that only meant one person.
Her boyfriend blew one, two, five, “You need to learn a lesson.”
“I love her so much, I’ll do anything.”

 

Mark tried and tried with tears in his eyes for the next two years.
And each night he prayed to God that she wasn’t filled with fear.
“I love her so much, I’ll do anything.”

 

Mark planned one more finale on graduation day.
He got up from his seat, diploma in hand, and for display,
“I love you, Livia, so much, I’ll do anything.”

 

“Mark, will you stop! I don’t love you, I hardly know you.”
He knew that’s what she’d say, so a bullet went right on through.
He loved her so much that he tried everything.

 

Mark dropped the gun to the floor and watched the red form all around.
The girl he loved was now dressed in a blood-stained cap and gown.
He loved her so much that he did everything.

 

“Mark, whatever you say can, and will, be used against you in court.”
She never tried to love him; she’d always stop short.
He loved her so much that he did try everything.

 

Mark’s love is dead and gone to hell.
All because of his love, he finds himself locked for life in a cell.
“I loved her, I did everything.”

 

Mark cried to think that she was gone.
Everything he believed was just wrong.
“I didn’t love her, I didn’t do everything.”

 

Mark prayed to God and asked for forgiveness for what he’d done.
“Why did I pull the trigger? Why did I even have the gun?”
“You didn’t love her, you hated her.”




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