by Amber Mar 25, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
He told her he loved her, that was a lie. Little did he know she would do much more than cry. Alone at home with a blade in her hand. She picks up the phone and dials him up. He answers and asks what she wants. She tells him that she loved him and he broke her heart, and all she wanted was one last goodbye. She let out a scream as she hung up the phone. He rushed to her house, and arrived just a minute too late. He seen a note next to her hand and it read. |
by Joshua
Really nice it had so much emotion in it this is one of the best poems I have read yet. Keep going you are awsome. |
by Jess
Great poem. Keep up the good work. 5/5 |
by Baby Rainbow
This is a good poem, you have a good talent here so keep writing. take kare xxxxx |