The boy who loved herA Poem by Death's Poet"Let me die!" She pleaded "Let me go for God's sake" "Shh...sleep tight my dear." "I will hold you until you wake" In his lap he held the girl flowing tears Her death was chief concern among fears The pain she felt had robbed her of her will And in place it had created an urge to kill She hated the promise she made not to take her own life For not killing herself hurt much more than the knife
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4 Reviews Added on May 14, 2016 Last Updated on May 14, 2016 AuthorDeath's PoetThe Asylum I call my MindAboutWelcome to my poetic diary. I use this website to pour out my emotions and as a creative outlet. I started writing when I was very young and have been in love with it since. I struggle with a lot of d.. more..Writing
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