This is the first poem I ever wrote that I have in my possesion. I was in Pheonix, Arizona and I was in bad shape. This is the first time I got any feelings out for my ex’s, this is actually about two people. T/W, violence

  • I hung your picture on my door
  • The true love I was looking for
  • Time went by, you turned into a liar
  • I was out in the cold, you sat by a fire
  • I can’t figure out what goes on in your pretty little head
  • I got the strongest urge to send you dead
  • I took your picture off my door
  • I need to see you just once more
  • You were the perfect one for me
  • You gave up and set me free
  • A million thoughts race through my head
  • I got the strongest urge to send you dead
  • I tear up your picture and knock on your door
  • I’ve taken too much, I cant take no more
  • I point my gun at your pretty little head
  • I pull the trigger and send you dead
  • I’m hanging a picture on my door
  • I have the feeling this has happened before

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