The Last Image

by Yeka

I saw your name engraved in lead,
As your bullet hit my heart
Visions of your rushed to my head
My life now falling apart
I remember we had so much fun
On our very first date
Love came in the form of a gun
The trigger was your hate
Even though you caused me pain,
I will still forgive you
Your memory of my blood stain,
Will soon seep through
As my life flashes before my eyes,
Slowly I start to fall
You were always feeding me lies
I believe them all
The last image I saw was you
It made me realize
All this time I was being true
You created my demise.

Submission date : 2008-08-16

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