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Sep 2016
I had seen a woman that I once knew.
She shattered my heart,
Leaving me cold and blue.
Although it was yesterday since I last cried,
It has been a decade since she had died.

Sanity abandoned my life,
The minute I asked her to be my wife.
Once she fell for a new man,
I then became her biggest fan.

Photography became a hobby of mine.
Oh how her eyes were beautiful when they shined,
In the lenses of my polaroid.
It was my heart she viciously destroyed.

Her lips pressed passionately on her new love's,
As if they were two white Turtle Doves.
He pulled her clothes off,
One by one.
In my car I sat,
Loading my gun.

The smell of fear was loud,
In the atmosphere gliding in a crowd,
Of particles kissing spatters of blood.
Her screams could wake the neighborhood.

On this day I weep in pain,
As I recall an abundance of blood to drain.
Though being reminded is not hard,
Her apparition is not far.

In cold sweats I awake at night.
My sanity tender as it builds a fright.
This is no hallucination,
She's here with me,
Causing fear to flow through my still body.

Creeping towards my king sized bed,
Her eyes shined bright blood red.
She opens her mouth so bold and wide,
To remind me that I am why she died.

Sarah Castle, please be kind.
Your beauty is rare.
It can cure the blind.
But how sinister you seem tonight,
I don't appreciate this uncomfortable fright.

Screaming loud,
So ominously and cold.
Your smell is like the smell of mold,
Yet beauty is still a quality.

Horrific and beautiful.
Deadly and lovely,
I remember you just as one.
Now you come to visit me,
Holding my loaded gun.

The laughter you create,
As I cry and sway about.
I have soiled my underpants,
As you hover and shout.

******! ******!
You so boldly scream at me,
I apologize for my actions,
You will always be my lovely.

Farewell sweet Sarah.
I'll see you in my dreams.
Just please do me a kindness,
And cease those horrifying screams.
Name pronounced "Kay-Sull" and I don't know where I heard this name, but it appeared a dream I had. This beautiful girl whom I had never seen before in the real world, appeared quite often in some dreams I had and her name was Sarah Castle. I decided she was too perfect to pass up an opprotunity to write about, so I came up with this.
Francis
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Francis  24/M/New York
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