Murder Me

by Cassie   Jan 18, 2005


Why did she do it,
how couls she how come?
She seemed perfect outside
but inside was dark and gray.

He is a loving friend,
he was looking forward in seeing her, but when he rang the bell,
her mom said it was too late.

She had shot herself
down to death
and nobody knew why
but he had a good idea.

It seems like she didn't fight much for life
but i know that everyone is sad,
why now, how come?
Couldn't she of waited?

The emotions go through me
like a rapid river
of how he feels right now,
In memory of Deanna.

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