Could It Be, by Krysta Cash Subscribe to rss feed for Krysta Cash

Near the end 
It was only the begging.
A love that burned bright,
A couple that would never fight.
Help!
A scream,
A cry.
Could it be?
Did he?
No!
Not him.
He would never!
He shoves her bloodied body to the floor once more.
She's bloodied and bruised,
He becomes even more amused.
She screams,
What did I do wrong?
He smiles,
Humming a song,
She knows!
Could it be?
Did he?
No!
Not him!
He did!
He smiles.
He knows she knows.
He's the one who killed her little girl.
One last scream,
One final blow,
One last breath.
The story of a couple who's love shown bright,
A couple that would never fight.
It was a lie.
A repetitive story of a man who ended a life tonight.
Posted: 2013-04-16 20:45:44 UTC

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