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I sat with your murderer and wept
The blood from you did not flow
Each other, in my arms we kept
No other's heart destroyed with woe

I sat with your murderer,holding you so tight
Your lifeless body, that smell of death
As my cries pierced the still dark night
I would have given you my life, my living breath

My little angel, my tears draining your fur
How can I judge him? Its instinct to kill
Everything around me, falling into blur,

Except the sight of you
My little angel
Haunts me still


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The following comments are for "I sat with your murder"
by Shaza89

Dramatic title/first line
I am sorry for the loss of your little angel.
Punctuation: there are a few missing periods throughout.
Lines 3 and 9 tripped me up a little. (Tears draining fur?), but, on the whole, this is a vivid and emotion filled snapshot.

( Posted by: Poeteye [Member] On: August 22, 2012 )





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