The Last To Die

by Phantasmagoria   Jul 23, 2006


Bullets
shot through at last.
Murmurs of "can you believe it?"
"It happened so fast."

How could you not?
Look how she's bled.
They pulled the trigger
now she is dead.

"Why did she do it?"
They did it for the end.
You know our fate.
You can't pretend.

Photos of the gunshot wound
self-inflicted, they say.
Did she do this?
There must be another way...

There is a reason
She did it to tell
her life long tale
of never-ending hell.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Silent Angel Tears

    Great it's really good and the rhyming is good. :)

  • 17 years ago

    by Love Panda

    Excellent-sheer brilliance.

    october xx

  • 17 years ago

    by Arcane Blondie

    O, by the way 5/5 =-D

  • 17 years ago

    by Arcane Blondie

    This is really good-yet really sad---I love the last stanza the best-It wraps the poem up well---Great write! Keep it up and Stay Strong--

  • 17 years ago

    by Megan

    I think this is my favorite of the ones i have read of urs...