Nevermore
Holding a gun against his head,
Pulled the trigger, he is dead.
Drove his body to the shore,
I shall cry nevermore.
When we met I gave him my heart,
Trusted him right from the start.
Few days later I was betrayed,
Now I’m digging his grave with a spade.
People are hurt every day,
Accidents happen, revenges way.
He cheated on me, said I was a bore,
Now I shall cry nevermore.

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Nevermore
PoetryAnother collection of horror poems by me.. Not that they're scary, but they're not poems about hapiness and they're def. about bad things!