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You Promised.
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She drew with her crayon a line in the sand,
thin criss-cross ink on her arms and her hands.
She said to me,
"Honestly,
did you think
you didn't have a chance? "
The barrel of the gun danced
From my eyes, to my chest,
my heart.
This was the end;
Our love fell apart,
Tore us apart.
My legs gave out as I met the ground,
Weary, devilish faces all around,
There to witness my final breath,
But instead they heard,
thin criss-cross ink on her arms and her hands.
She said to me,
"Honestly,
did you think
you didn't have a chance? "
The barrel of the gun danced
From my eyes, to my chest,
my heart.
This was the end;
Our love fell apart,
Tore us apart.
My legs gave out as I met the ground,
Weary, devilish faces all around,
There to witness my final breath,
But instead they heard,
"I'm not done yet."
Sorry, guys. It's crappy.
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I like it too..it has hidden meanings mixed with more pronounced ones. Good metaphors(: Good rhythm.