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She met a boy And she's in love Her mother disapproves Her mother says he's trouble But she adores this boy He's someone she'll never lose Forbidden to see him She meets him in secret Every single night He calls her many pretty things They keep their affair out of sight The boy she loves Has killed a man Police are on his trail She has a choice To hide her love Or watch him rot In jail In the dead of the night She leads him to the house Through the creeky back door Gun still in his hand The pair tiptoe Across the kitchen floor Her mother finding out About this situation Is among her highest fears They sneak up to her bedroom And she bursts into tears What have you done? She cries to him He shoves her onto the ground Tells her to shut up Curses at her Warns her not to make a sound There's a pounding on The door they came in She follows him down continuing to cry The stranger he owes Stalked him here And tells him to pay or die Her lover's gun fires The stranger falls ****** and still as a rock They turn to see her mother Who heard voices and came down Her eyes filled with horror and shock Without even flinching Her lover aims his weapon And says she's seen to much Her mother's screams Echo off the walls She's bleeding and cold to the touch Sobbing at her dying mother's side He shoots her too Saying I'm sorry it had to end this way Then leaving them both To die alone Her "lover" runs away Father comes down to his ****** family She whispers Sorry daddy He calls 911 and they all wait But by time they arrive Just like her apology It simply is too late Repost...if you like the repost button ;P Please comment! I love to read any thoughts you have on my poetry or poetry itself as an art! :)
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
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She met a boy And she's in love Her mother disapproves Her mother says he's trouble But she adores this boy He's someone she'll never lose Forbidden to see him She meets him in secret Every single night He calls her many pretty things They keep their affair out of sight The boy she loves Has killed a man Police are on his trail She has a choice To hide her love Or watch him rot In jail In the dead of the night She leads him to the house Through the creeky back door Gun still in his hand The pair tiptoe Across the kitchen floor Her mother finding out About this situation Is among her highest fears They sneak up to her bedroom And she bursts into tears What have you done? She cries to him He shoves her onto the ground Tells her to shut up Curses at her Warns her not to make a sound There's a pounding on The door they came in She follows him down continuing to cry The stranger he owes Stalked him here And tells him to pay or die Her lover's gun fires The stranger falls ****** and still as a rock They turn to see her mother Who heard voices and came down Her eyes filled with horror and shock Without even flinching Her lover aims his weapon And says she's seen to much Her mother's screams Echo off the walls She's bleeding and cold to the touch Sobbing at her dying mother's side He shoots her too Saying I'm sorry it had to end this way Then leaving them both To die alone Her "lover" runs away Father comes down to his ****** family She whispers Sorry daddy He calls 911 and they all wait But by time they arrive Just like her apology It simply is too late Repost...if you like the repost button ;P Please comment! I love to read any thoughts you have on my poetry or poetry itself as an art! :)
Repost...if you like the repost button ;P Please comment! I love to read any thoughts you have on my poetry or poetry itself as an art! :)
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Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
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