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by XxDeadPassionxX Dec 1, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
A tear alone streams down her cheek he\'s on the phone but she can not speak he went and cheated he can now confess it was something he needed not a virgin\'s dress He says he\'s gone He says their through He plays there song a girl was there, she knew She heard a noise His other chick She knew the voice but the name wouldn\'t click Suddenly it came as she cried She knew the name Her best friend would die She dressed in black as she planned to kill tools on her back a mission to fulfill left her home calm as could be if only she\'d known but now she was free She sneaked into the house all on her own quiet as a mouse she crept alone Took off her case and pulled out a gun walked a slow pace the deed soon to be done crept towards the room her steps were quick It was their doom but she was getting sick Palms sweating her legs were weak she would soon be forgetting slowing to a sneak crack in the door she peeked through She thought some more about what to do She opened the door and couldn\'t believe her friend on the floor starting to bleed He was standing over her a gun she was handing up from her spot on the floor From her spot by the door \'suffer she would not\' as she aimed at the floor BANG! The gun went off as she stared one was not enough three bullets brought there BANG! Again as he went down They were both dead for she heard not a sound his corpse lay on the bed Two out of three she just couldn\'t bear The last one was she No one alive would leave there aiming the gun trigger touching her thumb just one pull and her life would be done a short lullaby she started to hum walking towards the bed in which he lay gun touching her head as now she would pray a short little prayer she said out loud she sat by where he lay there then BANG! and not a sound a neighbor heard the sound police on their way it was two girls they found and a boy by which one lay A letter in her hand her last words so to say \"I\'ll love my man, till our very last day.\"
by Word flow
Wow wat a great poem i love it. a different style to mine that makes me like it even more
by Laura
Wow is this true? Its powerful to me and I like it Laura