A poem which should not have seen the light of day.
Pastels...one to another
a joy to behold...to gently enfold
soft and lovely...a gift from above
she lights up the darkness...a gentle dove
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Click-Load
one round in the chamber
five rounds in my hand
this gun can take a human life
this gun can kill a man
Click-Load
two rounds in the chamber
four rounds waiting still
the treasure of my life I've lost
it's time to pay the bill
Click-Load
three rounds in the chamber
three rounds I still see
I need my end so badly
and this will set me free
Click-Load
four rounds in the chamber
two rounds soaked with sweat
relieve me of this torment
and free me from this debt
Click-Load
five rounds in the chamber
one gleaming in my eye
somehow I must finish this
somehow I must die
...Bang Bang...Boom Boom...Lay down,you're dead.
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"Ya dispatch,we're at the scene now...hell of a mess on the mirror
...definitely a suicide."
"Hey Joey,check out this newspaper article on the bed...pretty girl raped and murdered...same last name as this guy...must of been his kid.Huh,where was he when That was going down?"
"Hey,why would a guy put five rounds in a gun to shoot himself once?"
"I don't know...nut job I guess.We're done here,let's go get some lunch."
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What is a father to do?
When he loses his daughter this way?
But follow after her...
To beg forgiveness...
For not having been there...
When she needed him most...