Every time i think of you
tear drops falls but so dose blood
i hear your voice run through my head
and all i think is a suicidal death...
laying there on the floor
a folded note by the door
a towal staind w red
a young girl lies dead
everyones emotions in a tangle
the room starts to swirl
she was mothers perfect angel
and daddys girl...and i think its
the way i want my life to end
so i will think of his voice hear it
again then u will no my suicidal end...
dedication: C.D.S?
Shi gunderson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicidal-death-2/
