Forlorn Mortality

Carried Misdeeds

A pale blue streak was running across the sky,

Was when she heard her beloved lover sigh.

False promises and pretty lies,

Drew her in like a butterfly.

One sight of his emerald green eyes,

Made her heart flutter a beat.

She prayed,

Parents of his, were her in-laws to be.

"I love you," lied he.

Whilst he romanced a French belle by the sea.

Heartbreak was a given,

For unfaithful was he.

Little did she know,

Of his carried misdeeds.

Oh, no worries now! None has she,

When her old man is seeing to her coffin,

By the same sea.