He's Dead To Me
I wrote this poem for a class when I was 12 years old. Hahaha just found it.
He’s skin used to be tan
Now it is something pale and things hasn’t
Been the same since I left.
Out his life and took the knife, so he could severe,
The rest of his life without me his wife
The gun was loaded the bullets flew still
Almost like they wasn’t intend to kill
To his heart as I said stop, and listen to me
I took the dishes I took the kids I took what he had to live for
It doesn’t matter since he dead…
Now it is something pale and things hasn’t
Been the same since I left.
Out his life and took the knife, so he could severe,
The rest of his life without me his wife
The gun was loaded the bullets flew still
Almost like they wasn’t intend to kill
To his heart as I said stop, and listen to me
I took the dishes I took the kids I took what he had to live for
It doesn’t matter since he dead…
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