Valentine's Day

Doth thou not love thee?

What is to become of this broken heart?

Am I to be dead?

  Cupid played his game,

  Love has taken its toll on this lonely heart.

  I'm the queen of the lonley.

  A follower in the brokenheart's parade.

  My love has gone a stray.

  With a pretty little blonde who stole it away.

  Tomorrow is Valentine's day.

  Tomorrow they are to wed.

  But I have a sick plan stirring 'round

  Like ballet dancers in my head.

  'I will sooner die than be with another'

  Is what he once said to me.

  ...TALK IS CHEAP. You must never make a promise unless you intend to live by it.

Literally.

 Now as the anticipation in my heart grows fonder,

 And as I wait for the cyanide to course through his lying veins.

 I begin to question and wonder.

 Does Valentine's Poison tastes just as sweet as my Revenge?

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