Click, Shane Howard [finding audrey .txt] 📗

CLICK
Cold, like the arctic winds at night;
This chill for you is a great fright.
you begin to run,
i am just having fun.
you knew you were beat,
as you stopped in the street.
I came out the door,
as your blood dripped on the floor.

you fall to your knees,
dripping blood from your neck.
you can't understand this disease;
it is beyond your intellect.
I let out a booming laugh,
as you cut your hand from the blade.
I storm from the house in a flash,
as i yanked the pin from the grenade.

Driving away,
thinking of the day,
I saw you asleep with another man.
I knew I was to blame,
but I could not take the pain.
I put the gun to my fucking brain.
*click*

Publication Date: 03-04-2011

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