[Im not that good at makeing poems my friend said that it was good and she said I should post it]
This is my first poem I hope you like it
Sitting in her room head filled with doom
she knew that the end would be soon. a
knife in her hand she had no demand.
she would only do this for one man. She
loved him so she never wanted him to
know but now its to late hes made a date
with death its just a start of what might
happen next. a blade by her throat and
by her a note soked in blood sitting in
her room head filled in doom she knew
that the end would be soon
This is my first poem I hope you like it
Sitting in her room head filled with doom
she knew that the end would be soon. a
knife in her hand she had no demand.
she would only do this for one man. She
loved him so she never wanted him to
know but now its to late hes made a date
with death its just a start of what might
happen next. a blade by her throat and
by her a note soked in blood sitting in
her room head filled in doom she knew
that the end would be soon