Dedicated to @-the5thwave.
Hello all! Another delayed imagine, I know. Things haven't been brilliant of late, ill again. This is a poem, yes. I'm just not up to writing long imagines at the moment, but if you don't like the poem ideas, I'll try to write the mini stories again. Thank you.
XOXO
The gunshot sound.
There's blood on the ground.
A fallen body
Please, just hold me.
She holds on
But soon he'll be gone
Tears keep falling
Is that Heaven calling?
No, don't go
His death isn't slow
You didn't see that coming
No, you were too busy running.
She wipes away a tear
Reassures him, there's nothing to fear.
His breathing is heavy
He just isn't ready
His crystal blue eyes stare
But he's no longer there
He is just a shell
Chloe feels like she's in Hell
She screams and screams
Begs that it's a dream
But this is no illusion
There's no need for confusion
Pietro is dead
It's not all in her head
Keep up, old man
This was not part of the plan.
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