Bag in one hand
Gun in the other
He walks onto the war-land
The land with no color
He fought for you
Something you couldn't do
Just because you were weak
And you had pale cheeks
He tried saving up enough money
Something special for his honey
But, he was too late
And you, his fiancé got your fate
Lights flicker
When his eyes flutter
The smell of liquor
And the unbearable hangover
Throwing up
Drinking to much
His mind all fucked up
He can't help but miss your touch
The day you died
Broke his heart
You were supposed to be his bride
Until death did you part
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The Wonders Of Words
PoetryThese are poems that I've wrote randomly. You might interpret them differently than I do and I'm okay with that. Its just the wonders of words.
