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For Maddy

For Maddy

Her life, immortalized in me and pen
Fills mine with meaning
And through her I can find myself again

Surrounded by a sickly mother
Who tried to take the best of me
she did what she thought would bring me further

I had the option to leave everything I knew
And start again, away from my own devil
but my new family, too, whom she slew

Pulling out that gun and the firing started
Was it a spur of the moment thing?
Different targets, but it still hit my heart

And in trying to keep me to herself
She broke the only thing keeping me there; her own spell



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mmb77 said...
Oct. 18, 2011 at 7:53 pm
I liked this a lot, for some reason it soudned almost Shakspearean to me. I love Shakspeare!
 
ChocoMint said...
Oct. 11, 2011 at 8:06 pm
Very good description for a poem and great rythm.  I think that the last verse could be made into two though.  Great job!  <><
 
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