Pain and fear,
He screamed "my dear".
For she had killed,
A city once filled.
A heart of stone
That's forever grown.
He screamed in the dark.
She left her mark.
A rip in his heart.
Death tore them apart.
A permanent scar.
A dream to far.
A gun on the floor,
Blood stained the wall.
Cold blue eyes
Where she stiffly lies.
She's forever gone
But he could never move on.
The very next day
In the newspaper lay,
"We lost two souls yesterday."
Written by Bron
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PoezieA collection of poetry written by my beautiful cousin and I. Hope you enjoy them!
