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by Lauren Oct 30, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Fire engulfs the house, The gasoline helped it spread quick, The couple up stairs already laid dead, With multiple gunshots to the head. The man walks away, From his wife's burning house, Betrayed by such malice, He never looked back. Caught off guard, he wasn't supposed to be home yet, Caught in he act of making love, But no with the man, With whom she exchanged vows. Such pain and betrayal she caused, Trapped In a wave of fury, He grabbed his gun, After that everything got blurry. Loud bangs, And splashes of gasoline, One light of a match, Then he runs away from the fire's never forgiving fury.
by Pamela
This is really good, I like it alot. =) Well done