The Siren's Call

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Alrighty guys this is kind of a poem/story thing that came to me this morning. This was kind of inspired from Richard Cory.

Cameron's POV

It was a starry moon filled night when I first saw her. She was dancing in the park with her friends. Her chocolate brown curls flowed down her back and her lips were painted a crimson red. The way her body moved to the music enticed me and called me to her like a siren.

We stumbled into my house, losing clothing on the way. Ending up on the bed, our limbs a tangled mess as we lay panting. It was a downward spiral from there on out. I fell hard and fast, she was constantly on my mind and every aspect of my life suddenly concerned her and I was okay with that. I wanted to keep her forever.

Then one day she just disappeared from under my nose and in her place was a note. The selfish fucking bitch left a note and do you know what it said? It said "I just couldn't keep you anymore." Yeah well neither can the world.

So I went home tonight and did what I had wanted to do before she came into my life. I laid on my bed, on this starry moon filled night, and put a bullet through my head.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 16, 2013 ⏰

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