Finding the other half

by Jacque Gilbert   Jul 7, 2006


Lost without you here, dead without you near. Blackness is all I see but in the middle a picture of you and me. Holding hands walking down the street. The bullet ran you fell to your feet. I scream for help but no one came. For your death who knows who is to blame? Know Im holding this lifeless heep I never wanted to let go I always wanted to keep. My tears mix with the puddle of blood I guess we really are ment to be one. Now my life will never be whole Ill never be the hole me couse the reast of me is out there in the street. I watched them lower you into the ground. Ill never get past this point now. So when I get home i look down the barrel say ill see you very soon my half of me isnt hole without the other half of you. I pulled the trigger and now I found you.

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