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Oct 2014
The crawling spiders follow me everyday
And if I were to tell you the inaudible words
They would simply fall to the ground
Like the particles of dust the sun's rays try to make visible
You would crush the consonants and vowels in one swift step
With the stilettos you love too much
You bare the pain it brings from walking through peoples' misery
It was my fault, but she would tell you different
Maybe I was really scared of living and not dying
I awaited the news, the November day
Clouding my judgement with chilly leaves tainted red
The news came 7 minutes after admittance at the hospital
It took 12 minutes for the ambulance to come
and 6 seconds for the accident to happen
I couldn't think straight my ears too blurry to capture the words in a place of antiseptic smell
They were trying to clear away the sickness the death but fell short when it hit the head
It takes longer to save lives then **** them
And I was the murderer, I was trying to save them both
Her emerald green eyes and the smirk that are permanent in my eyes
I never got to see the child, boy or girl
Waiting for the world but I closed all chances
The news penetrated my body and I was on the floor
Asking for a God to take me too
But this was my penance and I was left alone
Premature, her death too premature
I walk the same path
Your stilettos are getting longer in inches
The visibility is clearer in your eyes
The drunken pain and emotion
My job is done here.
statictitanic
Written by
statictitanic  New York
(New York)   
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