The Girl Who Died Smiling
He grabbed the gun
Pointed it at me
I put up my hands and sighed,
"Go ahead, kill me!"
A tear went down his cheek,
I smiled in relief.
Maybe this life was not meant for
me.
Copyright © Isabella Lenniro | Year Posted 2016
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