You told me about that crime scene.
He lay there as if he was sleeping.
In his hand he held a pitch black pistol.
On the white carpet there were stains of blood.You told me the cops assumed suicide.
That it might also be a well-planned murder.
But I assume a different story.Maybe he didn't kill himself intentionally.
As he just wanted to shut down his thoughts.
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PoetryPoems, mostly written in school. Individual poem covers in several chapters by @smelledlikeroses