He left me.
He left me for dead.
He left me alone.
"I hate you!" he said.
I thought he loved me.
I thought he cared.
Now all I have left,
Are the memories we shared.
He shot the gun,
At exactly seven.
Now I live happily.
I live happily in heaven.
Although it was my mistake,
To have ever of trusted you.
It's your fault I'm dead,
And can't move on to someone new.
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Tears Of Suicide
PuisiThis is my fourth poetry book! :) Sad, depressing, and angry type poems. Also some random poems that don't really fit into my love poems. Please do not leave rude and unnecessary comments. I accept praise and suggestions but not mean comments. If yo...
