#60: Etheree's Epidemic

Still,
I cry...
hurt, I'll die
bruised and ashamed
from unwanted pain
because of my love's chance
at her, I took one last glance
then reflected on our romance
I gave her everything I could give
and, in turn, she gave me one week to live

#59: Rogue's Rispetto

Heavy is this position to bear
And easy is the opposing route
Quietly calm I sit in the chair
Secretly yearning to fiercely shout

Over my shoulder, he laughs and jeers
At the attempts to cover my fears
And though this task is seemingly tough
With his life, I shall never give up