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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #2187451
She was waiting for me...
One night, she came.

When she came and took my hand
I knew it was the end

She was waiting
Watching me while I was sleeping
I remember the dark dress she was wearing

Oh! Why now?
I asked, crying
Oh! Why cry?
She answered, smiling

I was waiting for her
She was waiting for me
Oh! Notorious murderer
I told her to let me be
But she didn't listen to me

Oh! I said "Leave me alone!"
She laughed: "Are you kidding?"
I left so many things undone!
I said: "Please, stop smiling!"
But she didn't stop grinning
She said: "Soon, you'll be gone"

So, this night, she came
And I went with her.






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