{"id":130738,"date":"2023-09-02T13:23:19","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T17:23:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=130738"},"modified":"2023-09-02T13:23:19","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T17:23:19","slug":"what-happened-to-shane","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/what-happened-to-shane\/","title":{"rendered":"What Happened to Shane"},"content":{"rendered":"

He dangled her small frame <\/span><\/p>\n

Over the window pane <\/span><\/p>\n

One false move and that\u2019s it<\/span><\/p>\n

Honey bear is dead<\/span><\/p>\n

In a split second his mind vexed <\/span><\/p>\n

His heart perplexed <\/span><\/p>\n

But nevertheless <\/span><\/p>\n

His mind was made up <\/span><\/p>\n

Even if he ended up in chains<\/span><\/p>\n

Vengeance was his <\/span><\/p>\n

For all the scars <\/span><\/p>\n

She placed upon his heart<\/span><\/p>\n

She lay in the arms of lust <\/span><\/p>\n

Enthralled in momentary pleasures <\/span><\/p>\n

Freely giving in to passion<\/span><\/p>\n

Ignoring the reality of her last day <\/span><\/p>\n

She was going to pay<\/span><\/p>\n

She never saw him standing there<\/span><\/p>\n

The door cracked open just a sliver <\/span><\/p>\n

His ego immediately cried a river <\/span><\/p>\n

And begged for him to hurt her <\/span><\/p>\n

Not to forgive her <\/span><\/p>\n

In a split second her life changed <\/span><\/p>\n

She saw in his eyes the disdain <\/span><\/p>\n

She saw tears of pain <\/span><\/p>\n

Her eyes apologetic <\/span><\/p>\n

But it was too late <\/span><\/p>\n

Too late to beg for a pardon <\/span><\/p>\n

Too late to escape her fate <\/span><\/p>\n

Before she knew what happened <\/span><\/p>\n

It took place <\/span><\/p>\n

She freefell onto the pavement <\/span><\/p>\n

Immediately surrounded <\/span><\/p>\n

The forming crown astounded <\/span><\/p>\n

Perspective quickly formed <\/span><\/p>\n

Around the possible reasons <\/span><\/p>\n

For this gruesome act of jealousy <\/span><\/p>\n

When all this could have been avoided <\/span><\/p>\n

With a simple separation <\/span><\/p>\n

And the desire to be free<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

~Rebeli<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

He dangled her small frame Over the window pane One false move and that\u2019s it Honey bear is dead In a split second his mind vexed His heart perplexed But nevertheless His mind was made up Even if he ended up in chains Vengeance was…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3705,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-130738","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/130738","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3705"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=130738"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/130738\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":130801,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/130738\/revisions\/130801"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=130738"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=130738"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=130738"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}