Screaming Before Death

by *~Criztal~*   Dec 28, 2004


The gun went off,
The screaming stopped.
The blood splattered across the walls.

Now she lies there,
Silent and unable to move.
Unable to once again walk this Earth.

I’ll probably go to hell for this,
For taking another life.
Even though the worth was very small.
Even though a purpose was never given.

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