My angel cried

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Depressed writing,

The light was too bright so I hid from the sun, 

In my dark place I held the gun, closed my eyes, held my breath, tried not to cry

Gripping the gun waiting for death.

Placed my fingers in perfect position, 

The gun well loaded full of ammunition

Raising the gun up to my head

I ran from life

Choosing death instead.

Pulled the trigger, 

Fired my shot, 

Dropping the gun,

The barrel still hot. 

In the split second

Before I died

I swear I saw it,

My angel cried. 


Submitted: April 25, 2012

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Scooch

Wow.....that's powerful stuff....well done

Thu, April 26th, 2012 9:02am

apathykills

It's amazing the emotion a few powerful words can evoke in someone; this nearly brought me to tears. Beautifully written, beautiful.

Fri, April 27th, 2012 6:49pm

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