angela anna Poems

I never really put much thought into it.
But that night, it was inescapable.
I felt the bullet go right through me.
Cutting me, Killing me.
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Do you hear my deepest cries?
Wishing that everything inside me dies?
When I'm silent do you think I'm day dreaming?
Or do you know my mind is screaming?
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Blood flowing through my body.
My hands sweating.
My legs shaking.
I hear the screaming.
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Yes, she was once happy.
She laughed, she sang, she danced.
Her eyes would sparkle.
Her heart would be jumping with joy,
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