Username: YouWouldNotLikeIt
WHO KILLED WHO ( MYSTERY/THRILLER )
She was waiting for her lover to come home.
She was just looking at the horizon.
The night started to roam,
It killed the noises like it was a poison.
She was waiting for her lover to come home.
She was so eager to smell the fragrance of the roses given to her.
The night became long and the darkness was as thick as a tome.
Hush! Footsteps were heard over and over.
She was waiting for her lover to come home.
She let paranoia to conquer her mind.
The footsteps grew louder, she knew it was not from her lover nor gnome.
Men in black came barging in, taking away the wind.
She was waiting for her lover to come home.
She suddenly became their prey.
Three guns aimed and one knife honed.
Scream! And life would not be taken away.
She was waiting for her lover to come home.
She turned mute.
In the pool of blood, lifeless she was.
Plain white dress was stained with pain and persecute.
She was waiting for her lover to come home.
She won't smell the fragrance of the roses no more.
Nobody would find out her death as her corpse was buried down the loam.
Nobody would feel the grief in their core.
Her lover came home,
Bringing roses for her.
Seen no silhouette as he roam.
He would never know who killed who.
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