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Footsteps rage upon the grass.
Thoughts of fear flowing in the air.
A stubmle upon a rock leaves him defenseless.
A gun aimed for his head.
He takes a breath and hears the triger being pulled.
A sword rips the air as a bullet breaks Silence.
The gun wielder lives no more and a young man lies upon the dirt.
He is held in his beautiful girls arms.
He slightly rubs her chin as he says with a death-ridden voice.
"I Love You"
And fades to the Darkness.
While Her tears are shed upon his grave.
- by AceOfTheHeart |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/13/2009 |
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- Title: Her Tears Upon His Grave
- Artist: AceOfTheHeart
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Description:
Just a small story I thought up.
I thought it was quite good.
please comment on it and rate. - Date: 08/13/2009
- Tags: tears upon grave
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Comments (1 Comments)
- xXx suicidal_skittles xXx - 08/13/2009
- wow...really good....this is awesome..
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