Auntie

by HidinVictim   Nov 28, 2007


Three shots
And he watched her bleed
One to many drinks
And a puff at that weed
Stole my auntie from me
A son not the age of ten
Was left to see
Mommy and Daddy
In there crimson sea
Some years later
He reminds me of my Auntie
Rest in Peace reads the gravestone
The murder lays beside her
He seems to smile at me
Cause that night he stole my Auntie

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  • 16 years ago

    by Danielle

    I love it once again. especially the term crimson sea.

    I would love to read more.

    keep it up!

    def. a 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Robert

    Beleive it or not I really liked this piece. I agree it was abit raw but thier was a story there and the reader had no choice but to be wrapped in the story good job now this poem you are on your way to being a very good writer

  • 16 years ago

    by xXBleedxBlackXx

    Very touching deep and it has alot of meaning behind all the things that make a good poems

  • 16 years ago

    by Fsams

    This poem is so touching and I LOVE the way you have written it. Just change her to he in the last line :)

  • 16 years ago

    by YourThe ReasonIDiedTonight

    Interesting poem is any of it true???

    well anyways the flow of the poem was great....keep up the good work 5/5

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