I Love You

I was an intruder last night

You weren’t home

Your house was alone

Luck was in your fate.

A fire raged

Each room glistened bright

Now remains an ashen site

Cremated you found.

I am not guilty.

Guilt is for the innocent, I went with a vision

An immoral mission.

I lost my morals as of late.

We could hide forever, together,

My blood writes to you in poetry.

Can you still love me?

Every thought I think you hound.

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