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Obsession
A crimson colored pool of blood
A heart no longer full of love
An awful crime he did commit
Hate took over while love hid
A frozen heart consumed by pain
Splattered blood creates a stain
If he couldn't have her, nobody would
Devised a plan so no one could
Outside her house as darkness fell
Walked up to the door, rang the bell
He looked at her like never before
Shut the windows, locked the door
A possessed state of mind, an obsessed little boy
Never play with a heart, for a heart's not a toy
Pain so deep, cuts like a knife
She stole his heart, he stole her life
Up to her head he placed the gun
A shot went off, the job was done
A silent scream, a gasp for air
He found himself deep in despair
He settled up against the wall
In shock that he could breathe at all
A guilty conscience to set free
Another shot would be the key
A crimson colored pool of blood
A jealous rage, a loaded gun
Obsession taken so extreme
Two shots, two lives, a new crime scene
