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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Just one word can destroy a woman She knew what to do when you were sad, She knew what to do when you were mad, He stayed everyday to dawn fixing those pieces of yourself that fell, She stayed waiting patiently giving her soul to you, She was the medicine you needed, She made you well, When he went to hell and back to make sure your intact, Until you both snapped cursed each other out so bad, That when you both felt greed you both leave, You both told each other you never did anything for yourselves, That was the sliver bullet that hit each others hearts, Felt the lump in your throat, Everything you both did for both of you meant nothing in those moments, When he left for her to calm down, He never came back, she went looking for him, To realize he was her other half, The piece that made her stay intact, Now everyday to dawn she just waiting for him, When she was at your lowest he stayed, He was loyal to most hardest times she had, Until that bullet killed him, His walls were not so strong, For his strength was at a draw, His walls fall along the impact, Weed and alcohol couldn't fix him, She went to the moon and back to find him, Has if he vanish she regret that moment until she saw the news to find out, Her heart burst out her chest, She ran into the bed room to grab the gun, Pointed at her temple scream to the heavenly son, As the scene went back red splattered everywhere; Her friend found her a week later, No note, nothing she wrote to explain only a picture frame. Written: 10/22/15
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