June
Sunday 2 December 2007 photo 3/5
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My mind is empty from the thoughts of you. Pictures of you are all I see as I gaze upon these walls. From all the times you smiled, laughed, and held onto me. Everything doesn't seem to be over, just yet. I breathe in the room as tears fill my eyes. The scent of your presence is forever gone. I can't breathe no more when you're missing. Someone remove this loop from around my neck. The images that are stuck within my head, continue to appear each time I close my eyes. Why does it all feel like a nightmare? The bullet was as real as the raindrops that stroked down my face that day, as it penetrated through your skin. I saw you falling, deeper and deeper, into the darkness. When everything seemed to be okay, You let go of life without a second thought. That was your ending as I then fell on my knees, with my tears falling upon a gun. A gun with a bullet I used to get rid of a monster like you.
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