February 23, 2012
By Emalee_K BRONZE, Polk City, Iowa
Emalee_K BRONZE, Polk City, Iowa
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Waking in the morning
frustration in his eyes
wishing you could take back all the bad memories and lies
the yelling and the hate
but it is to late with the rifle in his hand
but this can not be fate as she runs to stop him
it is to late
as he falls to the ground dropping the gun
destiny has taken it's place.

The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this because when I was little my Mom and Father went though this. ( He really didn't die)

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