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Just some poetry I’m practicing
From the ground and up
I can never find
Another word that would describe
The way the feel of blood make me think about her
Her green eyes
Her hazel hair
Those dark pupils
I loved her
I would see her every time she’d walk by
I wanted to talk to her
But she never tried
She just ignored me
And walked on by
I told her my feelings
But she didn’t dare
She just turn a blind eye and told me
“I don’t care”
It broke my heart
Yes it did
I tried to hide but it was no use
She already told everyone the news
Everyone laughed
And laughed
And laughed
I was crying yes I was
Dark was around,but I could clearly see
Her face among them all three
Later that night
I went into her house
I saw her sleeping
With two hands I placed
Pushing deeply into her cervix
Her eyes looked up into mine
Her face beautiful that was no lie
Her skin turning very pale white
I saw as her green eyes shut slowly
I watched as blood got onto my hands
I seen her dead body before anyone
She was my first love
My last love
I loved her first
But now I have nobody
I don’t need anyone
She’s the only one
She will follow me til death
No matter what