RevengeA Poem by jollypolly2Revenge
He has gone to meet the man - the supplier - with murder in his heart, and a gun in his hand.
they talk for just one minute as he exposes the gun and points, he pulls the trigger, blood splatters over the nearby car, he pulls the trigger again, and again. and yet again. The body hits the ground already dead.
'For my friend,' he says, 'the one you killed with your drugs.' He takes the drugs from the body and shoots up before leaving. © 2009 jollypolly2 |
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1 Review Added on April 25, 2009 Authorjollypolly2Perth, AustraliaAboutI am studying writing at Edith Cowan University in Perth, Australia, as a mature aged (61) student. My aim was to write to subsidise my pension, although it is very hard to get published. I enjoy univ.. more..Writing
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