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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Something's in the air tonight, my spirit is amiss, the atmosphere caresses like a mother's gentle kiss, the wind blows like a garden tool to keep my language clean, the moonlight hits the chrome 380, makes my right hand gleam. I turn from out the open window, dancing shadows boast, the room is bare except the bed that's more compact than most, the woman laying on it, color skin like buttered toast, she's just a tad bit nervous being handcuffed to the posts. I look at her imagining it's Lisa bounded there, which isn't hard to do since they both have that same brown hair, that sparkles when the sunlight hits it from a mile away, I hope that God forgives me since this girl will die today. I still can't get to Lisa, there's an order that restrains, the judge thought me insane like muy loco in the brain, they kept me locked in chains while all 4 seasons went and came, I now will show the lot of them how deeply true love stains. Her body as I walk towards her trembles out of fear, I know for sure she sees the gun but I don't really care, but then she starts to cry around the sock which gags her mouth, my left hand grips a hunting knife, forgot I had it out. In standing there I see her eyes, a smoky color gray, it makes me think of Lisa back when we were both ok, but time stands still for no one, life progresses day by day, old memories like smoke just dissapate and fade away. The room door kicks in suddenly, will wonders ever cease? It looks as though somebody went and holla'd at police, before I can inquire on who dimed me to the fuzz, 3 bullets hit my chest and spine as I then hit the rug. Through the ensuing madness that I now bare witness to, I feel those slugs have stopped by vertabre and chipped a few, cause I feel no sensation from my chin descending down, they saved this one but I've left many women all through town..... I love you Lisa.
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