~remorse~ Poem by Brittany Perez

Do thee feel remorse for our tragic dispute?
With all my body I pray thee is remorseful in solitude.
Suffer for all the pain and hurt thou has inflected!
Thee shall not be content for it is restricted!
For I shall not rest in piece till I see thou dead!
With thy cloths drinched in dark red.
If art thou true cared.
For thy shall be prepared.
I will appear to thee while thy bed
To see thy pale face, dead.
Thou shall regret ever passing me.
GET OUT OF THIS WORLD LET ME BE! ! !

By: Misa Aname