Bullets by Accident

Bullets by Accident

A Poem by Eyudo
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suicide is harsh, and this ones just as bad, it was too late.....

"

 

she left for awhile

but came back in style

a gun in one hand

and on her face,

a smile

 

she looked at me

and didn’t say a thing

I looked at her and said

“you're up to something.”

 

she loaded the gun

and said goodbye

“I hate my life

and I just want to die!”

 

she put it to her head

and put her finger on the trigger

then I said something that made her eyes bigger

“do you really have a reason?”

 

it seemed to small to help

but she changed her mind

but it was to late when her finger tightened

she jsut looked so frightened

she fell to the floor as to be no more.....

 

They came and picked your body up

And now your coffin door is shut

They lower you into the ground

With tears all around

I wish to earth, you’d come back down

 

 

© 2008 Eyudo


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alot of people dont like to wright about sucided poems but you dared. and i liked how you cahnged up the plot and wrote that she changed her mind about killing herself but was too late. and instead of wanting to kill herself she was scared. i hope this isnt something that happened to you. because most people only write about this stuff unlress it happened to them.

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alot of people dont like to wright about sucided poems but you dared. and i liked how you cahnged up the plot and wrote that she changed her mind about killing herself but was too late. and instead of wanting to kill herself she was scared. i hope this isnt something that happened to you. because most people only write about this stuff unlress it happened to them.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Eyudo
Eyudo

Painesville, the city of pain....., OH



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