• Till death do we part?

    I see a knife,
    It took my life.
    I feel no pain,
    Yet what did I gain.
    My heart is too fine,
    That can’t be mine.
    Its charcoal black,
    Did i get stabbed in the back?
    I feel a beat,
    What’s with this heat?
    Greed took my love,
    It flew away like a dove.
    I hear something,
    It’s very loving.
    He’s by my body,
    Why is he soby?
    I died by a knife,
    What happen with my life?
    It was perfect,
    What’s with this affect?
    One dies,
    Everyone cries.
    Its one person,
    The world holds over a million.
    One person is like a fly,
    That goes by.
    Does it even matter?
    I hear laughter.
    It’s the guy with the knife,
    Why did he take my life?
    It was the guy,
    On the TV I walked by.
    But does it matter?
    I’m dead,
    A fly on its death bed.
    Just a person,
    A speck in a million.
    I married him with hope.
    Till death do we part,
    I’m ready to part in a mini-mart.
    I’m dead and that’s it,
    It doesn’t matter to the world a bit.
    My love is strong,
    What is wrong?
    I’m not moving.
    I must stay I’m not going to part ways with my love,
    My little dove.

    Writers note:
    Sry I wrote so much, I got really bored and writing keeps me occupied.
    And i know soby is not a word by it cooresponds with the word sob with means to cry. And also i know person does not ryme with million