The Shot  

Babymaker169
3 posts
2/14/2006 4:41 pm

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm

The Shot


We were kids when we first met,
I knew her name and won't forget.
She was ten and I was twelve,
Her days with me,Numbered as well.
Asked her dad if we could be steady,
His reply was no she's not ready.
The pain from her eyes I seen,
How could someone be so mean.
She ran upstairs, I left the house,
The fire in my heart,Had just been douced.
While walking away I looked up slowly,
In the window,A gun my baby was holding.
The sound it echoed thru the walls,
The screams inside made my heart fall.
My baby's gone,That much I know,
She's with God in fields of gold.
My life went on in misery,
Tring to forget the memory,
The day I became an empty lot,
Started in a window with one shot

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