She's gone

by joe   Apr 14, 2006


A gun pointed at my head
cold as ice

i close my eyes
waiting to die

i hear the shot,
but feel no pain

i open my wretched eyes,
but they lied to me

i look down,
there she is

dropped like a diamond from the sky,
blood everywhere in the alleyway

she's gone,
she's gone...

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  • 19 years ago

    by Chelsea

    Imagnitivly real. Short but apaitizing

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