The young girls eyes shut to the world her soft breath could be just hardly heard Food in her stomach was rare the sweet wine that her master drinks was spilt on the carpet his face a dead pale Her cheeks were soaked with tears mourning the sad moment she took the gun that held her fate and placed it on her forehead Sweat dripping from her brow A whimper from her mouth her finger pulls the trigger and the bullet goes through her head Two ghosts reunited a slave and her master A sweet kiss shared among their dead lips A final smile forms though dead the girl is happy her master is her love Although he will never know her heart is filled with his name And what she doesn't know the sama of what she feels is what he does .-.The Same Everlasting Love .-. From: Samantha Elliot
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DR RIBTASTIC · Fri Nov 18, 2005 @ 12:24pm · 1 Comments |