Dear Macbeth,
No Longer can I sleep soundly at night. The guilt of this crime is tearing me apart. Macbeth how can this be? You act as if nothing wrong has been comitted, As me I can't sleep, the dark frightens me, this guilty conscience of mine, has betrayed me, Macbeth, I think we shall confess of this crime, I am restless I shall speak the truth, WE have murdered Banquo!
Sincerely,
Lady Macbeth
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2 comments:
ay wey you snapped on the letter but anywayz its cool its very interesting but its to short
haha sexyass poem dude, man ur like the next edgar allen poe, with the creepy shit u put their, lol nice dude, nahw du!!
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