A young girl sits studying
in a room so quiet
and all of a sudden
"he knows that Im unfaithful and it kills him inside"
her cell phone rings
a familiar voice on the other end
tears roll down her face
as a million questions pop into her head
How could this happen?
Why me?
to an outsider you'd think she'd been abused
but she knows the truth
so there she sits in a room filled with knowledge
and it seems no one can help her
a tragedy has occurred
and she has no clue how to deal
all she can think of is
her mothers voice in the phone repeating
"honey Tony's dead"
and
"i dont wanna be a murder"
if you recognize the song you may get the poem way better
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