Death Sentence Poem by KristaLee Ranglack

Death Sentence



Truth and lies
Always twisted in the vines
He says he loves me
Yet he cuts me down and tears
Me apart to pieces
His love is a death sentence
Its like a prison covered in black
I feel alone
Without a should to trust
Here we are again,
Doing the same song and dance
I already know how this ends
i no longer feel anything
I no longer feel love for him
For he lost the right
To hold my heart

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KristaLee Ranglack

KristaLee Ranglack

Toronto, Ontario, Canada
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