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Poetry

Short story, long stories, stories that must rhyme and by written poetically, I think. I might add my earlier poems to this collection also.

Why they're dead

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by iwillian3

by iwillian3

I was just out having a smoke

Sounds to me like he commit suicide

Fallen from loaded gun covered pillow

I heard him hit the ground and I write

I'm unsure was it a woman or

Was it a murder

I'll find out tomorrow

It did not take place in my room

It took place at 1:40AM on the 14th of September

Did it happen that way exactly

I wasn't there it's not that I don't remember

Stop drop and roll mother fucker

I told you I wasn't there

No I wasn't just blasted out of my head but that is why they're dead