Poem#8

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"Poetry doesn't have to rhyme. It just needs to touch someone's heart."

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she was your sunshine
i was your storm
she brings light,
i am darkness

she was the epitome of beaty,
inside and out.
while i was the vilest,
the most abominable.

something happened,
to her.
she was killed,
killed by me.

sick of pretending,
i gave up.
she was bad,
she was evil.

i killed her,
cause i knew.
she plans to kill you,
so i killed her first.

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⏰ Last updated: May 16, 2016 ⏰

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