So I thought I would take a stab at poetry ... Did go so well but what ever
It's raining outside She sits at her computer As always No one wants her around
She's hated And baited
The phone rings Yet another prank call She thinks to herself Why bother
She get's out her gun Shoves it against her skull Pulls the trigger And says
"In with the bullets Out with the hearts"
She falls to the floor Blood spilling all over And with her last breath She says to her mom I'm Sorry
~[Wingless_Angel]~ · Sat Nov 19, 2005 @ 04:23am · 1 Comments |