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Nov 2013
The earth is still

silent and cold

as I sit in my chair I start to drift

From the life I've been told.

a slight wind tickles in my ear

‘Oh great’ I think

‘Elizabeth’ is here

“James ..” she tease’s

I try to look away.

“James ...come on! Don’t leave me this way..”

“What do you want!” I demand and stare at her face

Her  dead cold eye’s yet alive in this place.

“Just a little company, I'm lonely you see

When you're a ghost there is nothing to set you free!”

“free from what? Your dead conscious and murderous eyes?

Lord only knows you were meant to die.”

She gives a little pout, then smiles a little wink

“You know people use to say the same thing about your mother.. I think.

Poor thing Never earned a cent,

working all day, She was practically ...meant to be dead”

“Dont talk about my mother, you murderous beast!

She was half the woman you were or ever would be!”

“Oh? I wasn't the one strolling through town

giving you new fathers every time there was snow on the ground!”

“Its not her fault the man left her for no good!

And kept her shook up like no man should!”

“We all die at some point!”

“I could have said the same thing to you!”

She give a little pout then smiles and says

“Oh james, I was always fond of you.

Standing up for your mother, to bad it lead you to..”

“To killing you?”

“No ..to turning into me..”

I stop, frozen in time

Then stand up and scream

“I am nothing like you! Seeking the death of someone else!

My mothers blood on your hands! no! never will I be like you!”

“No you're right you're not like me,

The blood on your hands is not your mothers

You can never be like me..unless you killed someone like me

Unless you sought my death

Unless your hands drenched in blood ….in my blood

James you see YOU ARE ME!

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Red blood starts to cover and drip from my hands

I look in a mirror and see her eyes in my face

Pictures of me stabbing her but Then I see

she is stabbing me!

I fall to the ground with my knees and hands

Screaming “NO NO NOOOOOO!!”

I start to cry,

She stops laughing, floats to my side

I look up defeated, take a breath and say

“I killed you...stabbed you.. Cut your heart out and ruined you

..Why are you still here?”

she smiles as she slowly drifts away,

“Because I will always be alive

inside a murderous mind.”
This is about a king who wanted to get justice but got darkness instead.
The Poet Princess
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