The Game

by Angelena Branch   Aug 1, 2008


A flash of light
The sound of thunder
The platter of raindrops
Were soon heard
He brought the gun
To his brain and
He dropped the note
As he pulled
The hammer back
He was going to do it
He was going to die
The door slammed open
Foot steps were heard
Running up the stairs
His one true love came
Bursting through the door
As she run up to him
Taking him into her arms
He was speechless and Motionless
As she kissed him
He dropped the gun
Surprisingly it was empty
It was a joke... a game
She knew it
But she didn't care
She was going to have him forever.

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