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St. Valentine's Day Massacre
I climbed to the top of the clock tower, With the wind lightly at my back. I positioned myself ever so slightly, And got ready to attack. I brought back the bow, And let the arrow fly. I aimed straight for the spot in the center of the Bull's eye. My only intent was to make him die. I wanted to see how he would like it, When I shot him through the heart. I wondered if he could pull it together, After it all fell apart. I wanted to prove to him, How he would react, When the pain came on so strong, It felt like a heart attack. Would he wallow in misery Longing for her scent Getting drunken and stupid With his mind half bent I bet he would. I don't think he could handle the pain, And all the confusion When it all goes down the drain. Relationships are tough, Believe me I know. I wanted to see if he could handle it though, I let the slings of outrageous fortune go, And shot Cupid in the heart With my arrow and bow. By: Joseph DeMarco
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