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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Jack and Sam were two inseparable souls Best friends tend to be like that, especially if both were born on the same day They were two good looking kids, who liked to play rough and tumble Didn't mind scraping their knees on the ground They had a zest for life, most people did say ... but their lives ended in a tragic way This is the way I heard it, how the story was told to me The biographical facts are not important, it's up to you to choose whether to believe Jacqueline and Samantha were two thrill seeking souls Small town life was way too boring for these wildcats They once took a fateful trip to the bad side of town, and snuck into the Old Devil Mill saloon Got drunk and partied down with the type of people their parents frowned on While there, they met an old lady with wrinkled, leathery lizard-like skin She sat her whiskey glass down on an old, dusty book, and gave the two young girls the old, dirty bastard look The old hag said she only wanted to know two things: how old were they, and were their virgin flowers still sprouting? Sam and Jack said they were both seventeen, and sex was something they had not yet did or seen Everyone in the bar got quiet when the old woman raised her hand, and summoned more drinks for the girls, delivered by a devilishly handsome bartending man The old witch said, girls, I got something for you that's better than sex, it's the powerful, occult dark ways And if I give you this here book, your soul stays Jack and Sam looked at each other, both had a mischievous gleam in their eye They were two uncaged birds, a pair raring to fly Then they said their favorite saying: might as well fly high before you die When they left that bar with the book, they were never the same They became withdrawn, wearing Goth black widow clothes ... and were around each other even more than before Family members would later say, Sam and Jack kept their bedroom doors locked That they burned foul smelling incense, and mumbled weird, unintelligible things Shrieks in the middle of the night became constant At school, they cursed the teachers, and flirted with other girls' boyfriends They said boys only wanted one thing, and girls only gossiped stupid whisperings At home, their parents were exasperated, they tried to reason and talk to the girls This only sent them in a rage; smashing the dishes, or letting loose a most vile, digestive hurl Jack and Sam began to talk of death often, saying when they die, they want to make a lot of noise They want to cause a lot of people pain, have everyone guessing, everybody wondering They said the bad book said, emotional torture was the cruelest pain, far greater than the physical With the physical, the body shuts down and the hurt fades away; with the mental, the pain always lingers around --- burning in your heart, forever to stay Sam and Jack got into a rented Mustang car on their eighteenth birthday, and drove fast and furious in a hateful way They careened off the road that snaked through the mountain side Their car flew over the edge and sailed in the air, it felt like they were in a boat or a plane ... their maniacal laughter echoing everywhere All the while, on the way down, holding hands Hitting ground zero brought them instant gratification And somewhere, a young witch with soft, fair skin, smiled and sang: Jack and Sam, my sweet two lovebirds Fly far, fly far faraway In death you kept your promise, gave us the best double suicide ever on your devil's day
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