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07-21-2009, 11:50 PM
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| Crimes of Passion 1) Crimes of Passion Part 1 The interrogation room was dark and gloomy The air was stale, and smelled of mold and mildew No windows, and an old wooden door, that creaked when it opened To me, it felt like an ancient tomb A tomb where the darkest secrets are buried The sound of the door, and the detective’s voice, broke my trance “Good morning Mrs. Lewis, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting” “I’m going to need you to tell me what happened last night” As he sat down, and straightened his tie, I smiled And then I began to speak … Part 2 His Judas Kiss made me orgasm As we fucked on the Ides of March I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him in closer As I moaned in pleasure, he said “I love you” I knew he was a liar Oh, sweet lips that lie Insincere words and empty promises I had carelessly given my heart away I remember the first day I learned of his sins It was a warm spring afternoon And I was working on a scrapbook in the kitchen The cool spring breeze danced through the open windows And filled the kitchen with a sense of serenity When I came to the pictures of my honeymoon with Todd I was filled with a sense of passion As my memories flashed back to those romantic Caribbean Nights When we made love on that deserted beach All alone, and under the stars- He told me I was his “one and only” My flashback was broken by the ringing of the telephone Too relaxed to get up, I decided to let the machine get it As the words came in over the answering machine I felt like my heart was being carved out of my chest Each word like another painful incision “Hey Todd, this is Melanie”- “Just calling to say I can’t get over last night”. “Listen; meet me next Friday at the Cesar’s Palace Hotel- room sixty-six. At six o’clock”. “They’ll be champagne on ice” “And I’ll be wearing the outfit you like” “See you then lover boy” When the message finally ended- I felt like my heart had been completely carved out of my chest And then smashed into a thousand little pieces of sorrow Heartbroken and betrayed I cried And cried until I was dehydrated It was then- That the thirst for revenge first entered my soul My love slowly mutated into a deformed hatred As I began to formulate a wicked plan Part 3 “Give it to me Todd” “Give it to me baby” I moaned As I continued to wrap my legs around his back, pulling him in closer I could see the overwhelming ecstasy in his eyes At the height of sexual passion A man is blind to everything but pleasure So he never saw it coming When I slid the knife out From beneath the sheets The knife smoothly pierced his back A sweet mix of surprise, pleasure, and pain I could see the confusion and terror in his eyes As he desperately gasped for air Mockingly, I said, “I love you too sweetheart” Angered by my sarcasm He mustered one last bit of strength And cursed me “Bitch”! “Bitch you’ll fucking burn in hell for this” I grabbed the knife- Still sticking out of his back And twisted Mocking him one last time I said “Oh, lover boy” “Don’t you know”- “That hell has no fury like a woman scorned”? With that, I pulled the knife from his back And kicked his body to the floor As I licked the blood off the knife I watched his body cautiously- Half-expecting him to pop back up Like the killer at the end of a scary movie But there was nothing His body lay lifeless on the floor He was gone The last grain of sand had fallen from his hourglass And he now slept in the cold arms of the reaper Part 4 “Umm…” “Is that all”? The detective asked, looking rather puzzled “Yes, that’s all” I replied, as a devilish grin crept across my face “Mrs. Lewis, you understand that since you waived your Miranda Rights” “Everything you just told me is admissible in court”? “Now, if you tell me what you did with the body” “I’ll ask the District Attorney for leniency” “Fine” I replied calmly “Go to the Cesar’s Palace Hotel” “Room 66” “You’ll find the bodies there” “Bodies”? The detective replied Again looking puzzled “Yes bodies” “You’ll find the bodies there” Not wanting to waste anymore time The detective and a team of police Rushed to Cesar’s Palace Hotel In Room 66 They found the bodies of Todd And his lover Melanie 2) Carpe Diem Part 1 (Poison Memories, and a Lonely Suicide) As you stand there and speak, I slowly drift away Poisoned by the memories of yesterday Flashbacks play like a broken record in my mind Cause have you ever felt- Like your emotions were wrapped in barbwire? Confused, trapped, and lonely You open the cupboard door And remove the long silver knife Contemplating a million worries at once The knife is trembling in your dead hand Screaming out in silence, you desperately look around for comfort But you find nothing- No one knows you're there, slipping through the circles of hell Alone and falling- Despair is a cruel mistress In a state of disbelief, you raise the knife to your throat And wonder- "Is this really what my life has become"? Tensing your muscles, and tightening your grip, you're ready to end it End it, and escape- All the pain, all the lies, all the loneliness Part 2 (Guardian Angels, and a Moment of Truth) Suddenly, in a moment of truth Your life flashes before your eyes And some intense and bittersweet emotion Rushes through your veins Then- As if your guardian angels finally arrived You pull the knife away from your throat But after a short-lived feeling of serenity The aftermath hits you like a ton of bricks The weight of confusion is crushing "Was I really just about to slit my throat"? Part 3 (Forgotten Flowers, Underneath the Snow) As you begin the painful process of reflection It becomes evident, that whatever guardian angels you had Have since departed Cold, lonely, and desperate You try to find some silver lining Some justification or rational But there's nothing Your soul has withered Like forgotten flowers Under the winter snow And your heart turns bitter Like someone left out in the cold Who can only watch the warm fireplace From outside the window Part 4 (Cherry Red Roses, After a Long Winter) Years have passed since those dark times in my life And after much introspection and soul searching I’ve realized that loneliness and despair Can melt away, like snow and ice And that happiness and serenity can blossom Like cherry red roses, after a long winter I’ve learned that love and friendship Are what’s truly important And I no longer envy the warmth of the fireplace From outside the window In my soul, I used to contemplate suicide But now I realize that life is a precious gift In my soul, I used to find confusion But now I realize the secret to life… Tempus Fugit Memento Mori Carpe Diem  |
