You led me to the lake
One foot, then the other
Willingly
Across the bridge
To the other side
Then you took out your shotgun
And ended our suffering.
Author notes
Break-ups Suck.
Written April 4th, 2006
A contest entry
- sorrowful tales by JustAnotherSuicide.
300 points, ended April 17, 2006, 24 entries
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Ending's agony
Stark in its loss, this poem reflects the emptiness of the deserted soul.
Well verbalized.
Myra
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