I love Queen and so I've written this as a tribute, of pure love towards the band and the song. I have tried to make it my own, with some references here and there.
I can't sleep
I'm left aching
All the time, I
See a man on
The floor with
A bullet in his
Head, out, cold
And dead. Mumma
Had said. He's not
The same man she
Used to know, he is
Devil kind she goes
To church to pray for
Beelzebub put a devil
Aside for me, she cried
Seeing a silhouette of a
Man ought to be my ghost.
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Sad Girl
PoetryPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
