Lovers' Suicide

Jaded

White roses cover a blood soaked sheet
Beautiful in its horrifying way
Shattered glass, shattered lives
This once had been their paradise
Smoke and mirrors and spinning rooms
False smiles
False laughter
No one could have known
Lies, deception, wicked games...
They left handprints on the walls
Spelled angry words with their own blood
There were no drugs
No drinks
No note at all...
A sick game of
Lover's suicide

Published by Jaded

I am a stay-at-home mom and part-time transcriptionist. I am passionate and complex, and use writing as a way to let my inner self speak.  View profile

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