Dear Ruby,
i wept for your killer
and placed flowers on their grave.
if someone told me
it's impossible to love the sinner as much as the victim
i'd say they were wrong
because when i saw your body
sprawled across the bathroom floor,
with cold toes and fingers
wearing scars instead of jewels
with a bullet in your head
clasping a note that read
"another murder found dead"
you still seemed pretty damn lovely
Ruby, why?
Love forever
Luke xx
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dear ruby :: lrh
Fanfictionhe wrote her poems with his hand on his heart and she read the poems with her hand on the trigger ((BOOK 2 IN THE LETTERS SERIES))
