he was the one that was shot
but now she feelsbullet holes in her heart
he was the one in the ground
but now she feels
dirt under her nails.
He was the one that died
but now she feels
her heart dieing.
He was the one that loved
but now she feels
like she was never loved
by the holy spirit she worshiped
to bring him home.
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Author:
Winter light (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 3rd, 2016 10:48
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
Great write
Love this
Wow I like the way u uniquely crafted this poem. Phrased creatively and sublime.
Nice to read from u again.
I hope u will toocoment my latest poem.
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