July she died.
What will the final words be of her life?
How did she die was there absolutely no help in sight?
I heard the footsteps to my door, all I asked for was a moment more.
You stared me down with a friendly game of Russian roulette.
My skin crawled, tears impersonating the sounds of gun shots, I am shaking in my bones, but I am not alone.
Round one sounds off we’re still standing.
Round two sounds off it’s not you. I panic.
Round three sounds off you got me.
Last view I saw was my lover shooting me down with a smile.
The last words that will be said.
She loved him with a bullet to her head.- HonestlyFrank