Murder
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The Murder- A Poem
She stood by the window Sunken eyes Filled with regret Her face told the story Of a battle lost As she stood there A hundred jet black eyes Stared back at her Piercing her soul There was no remorse in those eyes This was a battle they had won And they knew it She slowly… Continue reading
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Our Utopia- A Poem
Our utopia quickly turned sour The moment your lips touched hers You’re still under the impression that you hold the power But our baby is actually your brothers You messed with the wrong woman Because now I plan your death every night One day I’ll be holding your gun And you won’t be able to… Continue reading