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by xIxNeedxHimxLikexThexOceanxNeedsxThexTidesx is Engaged Nov 13, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
There was once a wonderful love, but he moved so far away. He was in love with this princess, on this cool December day. He had his one and only, in his arms every night. But when he moved so far away, a new princess came in sight. He loved this other princess, more than he loved his first. For when he had come home that night, he found the very worst. He walked into the bedroom, where he found he on the floor. With a letter drifting from her hand, she'll love him evermore. She was floating in a puddle, his hands were stained with red. For if he had just stayed with her, his wife would not be dead. Because he felt so guilty, on that cool December night. He slowly reached out for the blade, and quickly took his life. But now you see these people, were so in love they say. Because the love that they both felt, they died on Christmas Day