A/N: I don't condone murder.
Just in case you wanted to know that!
I walked into the room just in time to see,
That he was in the bed with a girl who wasn't me.
She held her smile, she was glad that I walked in.
She had to rub it in my face, that I didn't win.
I wouldn't let her hurt me, so I held her stare.
She knew then I was angry, but she wasn't going anywhere.
He tried to calm me down, but there was nothing he could say.
I pushed him back, and then I lunged her way.
Her face was already bleeding, but I beat her more and more.
She no longer smiled, as she had before.
I wrapped my hands around her neck, she started turning blue.
I smiled at her, then I said, "If I can't have him, bitch, neither can you!"
How unfortunate for her. She was buried the next day.
I was put in metal bracelets, and I was taken away.
I stood in as courtroom. The judge asked "What do you plea?"
I paused and then I smiled, "If I can't have him, neither can she."
-K.S.
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BROKEN- MY POETRY COLLECTION
PoetryThis is a collection of some of the poems I've written over the years, even as far back as 20+ years. So they're is plenty of teen angst, stepping into the world, death, love, and heartbreak. I hope you enjoy! PRETTY, PRETTY PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT...
