The countess de loncré

by Angel~goddess   Feb 14, 2007


The silver wings discarded their dust
and with it came his desire and lust
A man stood there watching and slowly waiting
The count would never stop his hating

The wings held her gently but very steadfast
how could she forget such a painfull past
Her wounds and bruises scared her face
All the pain and mistakes she wished to erase

The forcefull blow that knocked her down
In her pool of tears she wanted to drown
The pain she just couldn't bare
Of how she once had an affair

Well now she paid for the crimes she had
Although it mad her very sad
Her husband took a knife to his heart
In hope to give her a brand-new start

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