What Will Happen Then? Poem by Amy Stuart
What Will Happen Then?
all the tears that were shed.
all the flowing red krovy bled.
didn't you ever think to see,
this was all coming frrom me?
all the years in the making,
making you think that i'm not faking.
surely some day this soon will end,
for perhaps it will go too deep again.
for then you'll be the lonely one,
on that day when i am gone.
but it will be my happiest day,
no more with my blood i'll pay.
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