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May 2010
An intricate celtic band
Placed on her left hand.
Love circling them tightly,
Blind of the facts that are unsightly
Showing that their alliance
Didn't contain others compliance.
After the "I do's" were said
She thought she was mislead.
Seeing him touching her face
Seemed to disintegrate her grace.
Filled with anger and rage
She refused to be upstaged.
She decided the only way
To make him want to stay
Was to take the very vow
They took to mean till now.
She came upon him when he was asleep
And she was very careful to creep.
With the axe that was a gift
She took her aim and was about to lift
When he woke up and smiled
To see his beautiful bride agiled
Standing next to his frame.
She was so filled with shame
She dropped the axe before
He saw her eyes filled with gore.
The next night she tried again
And if it hadn't been
For the candle she had knocked down
She would have escaped out of town.
But she took too long
To think about what went wrong
And the house burned up in flame
It consumed both bodies with one name.
She tried to take his life
But "till death do us part" made her his wife
And wouldn't let her leave his side
As the entire town cried.
Written 2/21/07 @ 9PM by Kathrine Mack.
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Katy Mack
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     Pure LOVE, --- and D Conors
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