Sorrowful Crime
No matter how hard I seem to try,
I can never fully understand why.
You’re taken from the world today
Showing the man, I truly am.
The proof will permanently stain my hands
while I think about all my regretful demands.
A sickness I have controlling my mind,
Is what made me take away what was once mine.
You lay there lifeless and still
but I know you love me, you always will.
You have to believe me, I didn’t want to cause you harm
Now we can both bleed, leaking, feeling glum.
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Distant Reality
Poetry*Rating: I'm not sure if this should be PG or G because I dont know what direction I will take it yet -on description wise- Just in case I made it PG. This is my set of POETRY! Some of these upcoming works will also go into what this world has...
