6 Feet UndergroundA Poem by Vanity
It's about time.
He's finally gone, and now she should rest, But h she's far from fine Her sanity slipping, she won't past the test. He's crying out, he's crying out Nobody would listen The she came around and pulled him up from the ground She didn't know she'd get so tightly wrapped around his finger. Oh, he's a brilliant manipulator. The first time I stared into your eyes I knew I would be forever hypnotized To never let myself live without you. Your pain would become my own, Just another pound on my shoulder. I had no idea the love we made was just one-sided She's dying, she's dying And nobody would listen Then he came around and pulled her from the ground, She didn't know he was just doing to dig her a grave. Oh, he's such a heartless b*****d! Now she's six feet under, Her body trembling in fear, Her heart full of regret, her face covered in tears. But she won't deny she loved him, She'd still go back to him if she could. But she's six feet under and finally alone, she should be at rest now that he's gone. But as she breathed in her last bit of air, Her only wish, her only care; "I hope this makes you happy". © 2010 Vanity |
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1 Review Added on April 29, 2010 Last Updated on April 29, 2010 AuthorVanityORAboutI did not recently discover that I was a writer, I've always known. I write different genres and use different perspectives in my writing. If you want to read it, go ahead. It is appreciated if you ra.. more..Writing
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