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Aug 2014
A gun to the head
A blade to the skin
Life flowing out
Death coming in
Red turns to grey
Grey fades to black
Eyes closing slowly
No turning back
Death was sudden
An unexpected pose
Lain upon the coffin,
A single red rose
Hearts broken to pieces
By loves false facade
Thoughts of yesterday...
Forgive me, my God.
This was written when I was in high school.
4/23/09
Megan Ann
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Megan Ann  Indiana
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