nicolethecool1
I'll admit I'm wrong if you would just improve your opinion of what you think of me.
A poem I made...kinda creepy.
Jan. 28th, 2005
Her Sin
She awoke in the middle of the night,
And thought about if she was right.
She looked at her plan,
How it would all end.
Her heart wouldn't mend.
She wrote to her mother,
To explain that she loved her.
Would this be her last sin?
Would her worries entirely end,
Once and for all?
Would she never fall, ever again?
That morning she came among that plan,
That plan, that would end the torment,
She went through for one ignorant man.
She layed her mothers letter on the table,
And was finally able, to put the gun in her hand.
She walked to the woods,
And placed the gun to her head,
She knew she'd finally be dead.
Just wait, it'll end in a moment...
-Nicole-
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