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The Obsessed Mind of Scarlet Jones

You're a fool.
Too blind to see
what you have.
Instead of loving me,
You would rather chase ass.

I hate the way I love you.
It makes no sense at all.
To live and breathe you,
but you never return my call.

Why don't you love me?
Aren't I beautiful or witty enough?
Aren't I loyal and worthy of a
piece of your love?

This is a shame.
In my palm
I've written your name.
It burns, for you don't
have a sliver of the love
I claim.

I choose to be blind..
Pretend I don't see..
the way you misuse my love.
The horrid way you treat me.

I know you dwell with another.
That's why you won't come home.
I lay in tears every night.
Broken.
Alone.

Why can't you accept that I'm
the one your heart beats for?
I need your touch please,
How long will you ignore?

The very thought of you
kissing and caressing another,
laughing and smiling....
Ughhhhh!
I can't go any further.

This silly charade has gone on
for far too long. Tell your wife,
you're leaving her and she'll just
have to be strong.

You tell me to leave you alone.
But I know you don't mean it.
You say you don't love me but
I know love when I see it.

Your wife is just getting in the
way. Let me make her disappear...
Maybe then your vision of US, will
be much more clear.

You're sending the police and
restraining orders to my house,
I know you're mad at me
but I know in my heart that we can work it out.

I followed your wife to her plates
class,and to the grocery store.
I don't understand why she had to
be such a whore.

Loving and marrying the man that
is clearly meant for me. I'm sorry
but the life you've built together
cannot be.

I waited for her to go into the
store. A wave of adrenaline
from my inner core. 3 drops
of poison in her drink. Maybe
she should have locked the door.

I know the news was less than
sweet. I watched the commotion
from up the street.

You wept.
I wept.
Our love I still kept.
But the look on your face
shows you chose to forget.

I've come to rekindle our love.
Please take me.
I've taken a life for your love.
Don't forsake me.

He slapped me to the floor.
Hardest of the love blows.
A memory of your face....
Slipping into an unconscious state....

They say I'm going to a
place for people just like me.
A place where I can be
whoever I want to be.

I own my mistake,
but passion is truly a drug.
I plea guilty to simply being...

a woman in love.













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