Who fell in love.
But she was too rich,
And was used to her white gloves.
Refused to allow their marriage.
Her courtship came to and end.
Taking her beloveds axe...
Unknowingly, he did lend.
Anger took her over,
And whilst her father was asleep.
She whacked him with the axe...
It's blade cutting deep.
Once that deed was done,
She went to the sewing room.
Silencing her step mother,
With the axe she met her doom.
(Losely based around Lizzy Borden)
©Odd
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Just a some what "odd" girl, living in what feels like a glass box. Hello Opuss, the savour of my sanity. my little private world amongst a life of being watched and watching.
Lying here upon the bed, a pitchfork sticking through my head He came to me whilst it was dark and rammed it through me to leave his mark As twisted eyeball watches him, My skull now cracked and...
#nightdwellers He watched them from the shadows, his eyes locked tight to his prize. Soon the pair would go their separate ways, one of which soon to meet their demise.
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