For Her
The blood rushed through him
As she spoke of what had happened to her
He loved her so
Composing a plan of what to do
BAM!
With a swirl of words
Happening faster than the wind
Her heart sank like the titanic as she watched
He hurt the one
The one she had told him of
With one jag
He did it all for her
Oh, why?
She begged for an answer
He promised not to make of it anything
It was not what she wanted
He cared for her like the gardener cared for his plants
And that she knew
It was all for her
That was the end
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