Based on BBC 'Merlin's Morgana Pendragon.
I do not own 'Merlin.
We could've been perfect.
He chose my brother
over me. He abandoned
me. If he had told me the truth,
things could've ended differently.
He filled me with hatred,
he changed for the worse.
His piercing blue eyes,
like a curse.
He abandoned his kin.
My life – destroyed –
because of him.
That meddlesome brat.
Ears too big, ego too fat,
will too strong, eyes too blue, my
love, what happened to you?
Magic was real,
in our hearts. Born
of love. My destiny and
my doom.
You stood in my chambers
goofy smile on your face.
Your red tunic
in place - hiding the bruises I left.
You blushed at my smirk
and told me a lie,
we love at night
at day we hide –
hid.
You left me alone,
bitter and cold.
My fear bubbling over,
my lady
no more.
All I ever wanted
all of you.
Hold me
in the alcoves.
Let me
breathe again.
Be my secret.
You should've gave me a chance,
you traitorous imp. My heart
the traitor -
I love you still. Do you?
Forget. Never forgive.
I want you dead,
impaled by my sword,
ripping you from the inside,
a bloody, beaten corpse.
Die for me?
Please?
Light – dark.
Love – hate.
Our truest enemy – fate.
We would've been perfect.
