Best Lost Loveanimal Poems
Lucky to have found her,
But unfortunate to have lost her in such a short time.
First comes pain, then the need for revenge eats at my very existence.
I stand in front of the animal who murdered my Shelly.
Heart rapidly pounding and sweaty palms.
Eerie click, and then seconds later a deathly silence.
Sweet revenge is mine.
Down on the ground, the animal falls in his own blood.
What an injustice!
Twenty-five years is what I receive for the murder.
No will to live, I am confined in this concrete jungle of prison, longing to die,
Solely to be reunited with my love.