Take It Slow

March 16, 2010
By Life_or_Death GOLD, Troy, Michigan
Life_or_Death GOLD, Troy, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
Do not follow a path, but make your own and leave a trail.


She drives with windows down
She lets her hair blow in the wind
She cranks her radio with a boom

She has the eyes of an Angel
She has the lips of a Queen
She has the body of a Model

She Works Hard
She Loves Strong
She Learns Quick

Her Life takes a turn

Her phone rings
Everything changes
Tears Run down her face
Her Heart fads
She stops by her house

She gets a Bag
She Locks it
Click Click
She drives

Stops infront of his house
The man who did it
The man who hurt him

She Yells "Come Out"
Click Click
The Door opens
Bang Bang

He falls back
Blood on the wall
Her Hands Fall

It was not him
It was, It was...
Her eyes fad

Flashing Lights
She is cuffed
She Cries "I thought it was that Man"
The Cop snaps "That man is who in the Hospital, not your Brother. Your Brother is the one dead on that Front Porch. He Came Out To Your Voice! You Killed Him For What!?
Only Tears Run Down



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