3 Days

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3 days he paces down the hall

Words came crashing down like bricks

How could she have taken that fall?

Her neck broke like a stick.

Falls' brisk night is truly upon us

He picked up her body from the floor

Crying and yelling at his doings, he begins to cus

and dragged her body out of the door

Out of the house and with a shovel, he began to dig

a bloody, muddy sheet lay next to his feet

As he is muddy as a pig

next to the crimson and mud; he took a seat

The rain continued falling, as her body in the grave

The mud began pouring over where she lay,

the taste of her blood was not what he craved

"Are you cheating on me?" was all he had to say.

Now shes gone, she might not have done it at all

Maybe she wasn't lying to me

To the ground he started to fall

Catching him was his knee

He wept a sorrow for the night

2 days he paces down the hall

Do you think hes right?

he checked her room and found a love note neither dated or signed

And the words were written wonderfully, following a ryhme

The paper was new and had beautiful lines

was it for him should he have given time?

Then begins to cry

Unsatisfied

That he would never try

but that's classified

To only her of course,

her heart lodged into his

her heart was the source

to the happiness he'll miss

On his last day, the man is pacing down the hall

Carried away by frantic crying and cussing

Someone was listening inside the wall

Trying to take a look and kill the person that's fussing

She appeared a white mist, but a large apparition

taking down the man who has killed her for Love

When he saw her ghost he didn't know the definition

Running full speed, but she flew like a dove

She knocked him down the stairs to fall,

Breaking his neck like a stick

Now he paces through every hall

Every Night as steady as a brick.

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