Okay so I havent written a poem in a longggg loooong time so Yea i know it sucks
One blast of a gun
A broken heart for one
crys over a dead life
puts love on her knife
she gives his tender lips a final goodbye
on her neck with the knife she starts to pry
they last meet in the afterlife
She puts down her knife
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