My Girlfriend In The Closet

I told her not to leave me, she never answered my calls,
She just ignores my love, my patience for her falls.

If I can't have her, no one else will,
She will suffer for me, her death will be my thrill.

Hanging in my closet, I will keep her very near,
She has been dead for days, no more to fear.

No one seems to miss her, how can this be,
She will be with me forever, no one as lucky as me.

What shall she wear today, a nice shade of red?
She is just not the same, since she is dead.

Not very happy, her face in a frown,
Maybe it would have been better, if she just would have drown?

Her parents truly miss her, they call me twice a day, if they only knew
my real plans, forever she will stay.

Often I hear crying, coming from her space, do dead bodies morn,
such a bloated face.

Time to let her go, this love was not meant to be,
I can't keep her no more, I buried her under the tree.