Both dead

by Laura   Feb 21, 2004


The blood that she shed was so thick and red.
And tears that she cried wore her down inside.
Now she is gone so you can move on
and play someone new because she is through with you.

You have to pay 'cause you would'nt stay.
You stole her heart and tore it apart.

Because of your lies she had to die.
And you did not know she had a baby inside.
Now both are dead because she held a gun to her head;
And all because she saw someone else in your bed!

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  • 20 years ago

    by Stacey de Luna

    That a deep poem. You wrote a very good poem.