In shadows deep, where silence dwells,
A woman weaves her vengeful spells.
Beneath the moon's pale, ghostly light,
She waits for him to come home tonight.
Her heart, once warm, now cold as stone,
A trust betrayed, she stands alone.
Each whisper of wind, a mournful sigh,
As memories of love in darkness die.
He stumbles in with laughter sweet,
Unknowing fate lies at his feet.
A scent of her, not his to claim,
The spark of rage ignites the flame.
With steady hands, she pours the wine,
A crimson hue, a tainted sign.
"Drink deep, my love, let's toast our fate,"
As shadows gather, sealing his fate.
His eyes, they flicker, a fleeting glance,
Not knowing this is the final dance.
With each soft sip, his laughter fades,
Lost in the web that her darkness made.
"Forgive me, love," he starts to plead,
But in her heart, a vengeful seed.
For every kiss he stole away,
Tonight, the price he must repay.
A blade concealed beneath her dress,
With trembling hands, she feels the stress.
She moves like mist, silent and swift,
His life, a gift, she'll soon uplift.
With a single thrust, the end draws near,
A gasp, a shudder, then nothing but fear.
In the stillness, blood stains the floor,
A love turned to ash, forevermore.
She kneels beside him, a hollow shell,
In darkness deep, she knows too well.
The haunting whispers, they call her name,
A woman scorned, forever in shame.
Now she walks the night, a ghostly trace,
Bound to the memory of his face.
For love and hate, they intertwine,
In the echoes of vengeance, a heart malign.
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