McSwan
You jetted in and stole my heart away.
Left a hole of death in its flame proof space.
Leaving flesh to lay, burning and decay.
My heart was her: beauty and acid lace.
You had what I wanted and did not care.
You left her dead, straight as a murder case.
Broke her heart, stripping her of all her air.
One day I will KILL you...please be aware.
(Written in Terza Rima)