The disgrace finally hit her, just when she accepted things as they are.
She then realized she wouldn't see him again, he would be sent afar.
The longing, to hold him again, would melt her heart.
Two prisoners in their own domain, a life that is torn apart.
She doesn't think that life would be the same without him.
All that's left is a besotted hole in her heart and a solitary life in sin.
She always felt that promises were sworn in blood and wrote with love.
Your word is never enough.
She stands at the edge of her doom.
Screams, out loud, that she will see him someday soon.
The bloodied troops tied him to his death.
A promise he made, on his last dying breath.
She will never know what had happened to her one true love.
Your word is never enough.
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