His Demise. Loved and Lost.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this when I was completely and utterly heart broken, (hah, I'm a teenager... Story of my life) and basically was about my revenge on the Zach. Not a very professional poem, and not one of my better works... But still something I love.

Submitted: March 09, 2013

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Submitted: March 09, 2013




Your pain is my pleasure, this is a sick disease.

There's all this stormy weather, no leaves are on the trees.

The skies grow darker, darker than the pitch..

For this should be a sad day, you're lowered in a ditch.

I can't say much about the way you died, hate consumed your heart.

You're the type of person who only tears love apart.


You said "love me"? and I said yes..

Now you’re dealin’, with a big, hot mess.

You must see the consequences to your actions.

Look up dear, I'm the biggest distraction...


As much as I cared, it really was too much.

Some say, I might miss your gentle touch.

But I know I won't, it's really sad to say.

The only thing I’ll miss is that one bloody day.

I cut out your heart; you said it's always mine.

I thought this was perfect, like being on cloud nine.

Next went your lips, there's no one else you'll kiss.

There’s you're sin. your eyes were a black abyss.

You begged and you plead, you did all you can.

So listen up babe, this is the game plan..


We make this look like suicide, here goes your health.

I didn't shoot you…  …You shot yourself.

So, here's the bullet, are you ready, dear?

Things are lookin' up, the way ahead is clear.

I'll pull the trigger, and set the gun in your hand.

Sorry, but if I can't have you.. Nobody can.


My murder remains a secret, just like your lies.

A horrible, gruesome secret, locked behind these eyes.

What's done is done, and I’ve said my goodbyes.

Love is lost, Revenge is taken. You've met your demise.

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