I could feel my dried up skin
Is this because of the wine I used to drink?

Was I fragile, that I couldn't bear a sip
I died as soon as the poison touched my lip

Bloody cascade dripping on the floor
Did my darling wine kill me, I'm not sure

Oh now I see the arrow stabbed in my chest
It went through my leather vest

Ripping my revengeful heart to the core
My past, present and future, it tore

I remember I wrote a will
It was in my pocket still

Burry me under the roses I said
Before my body was dead




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