There was a horrible crime,
During our time.
We we're investigating,
And did our best at interrogating.
We found a lead,
Who must have done the deed.
We found out they're two,
And they were lovers too.
They told us they're lost,
And their friends are at cost.
Who's to blame?
When this is the hurt game?
They both have lapses.
And they let time passes,
Quickly like a blink of an eye,
He knew her greatest lie.
She became the whistle blower,
He knew she's a poisonus flower,
She thought she outsmarted him,
He knew they're not A team.
He gave the pieces she need,
While accepting that he did the deed.
The people believed,
And he was relieved.
He kept her dirty secrets,
Doing everything as he crepts,
Through dirty smelly floors,
And small broken doors.
He kept everything,
Cause he knew she had nothing.
He played the bad guy,
And knew he had to die.
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All About Feelings
PoetryThis is a compilation of my Poems I'm also going to put descriptions on when or how did I write that poem my motivation and such. I want this to be something interactive like we can share our opinions and beliefs so some updates I'll ask questions...
