Wasn't It?

November 2, 2011
By Anonymous

Breathe in the ungodly stench.
Glance at the sickly puddles.
Listen to the drip,
drip,
drip,
Of the thick, red blood.

He's gone.
She's gone.
But it was just what they wanted,
Wasn't it?


The author's comments:
A lot of emotions in few words. Its about my father and cousins' suicides.

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