St. Jimmy, you were my best friend
My cousin
My everything
But four years ago
On november seventh
Your birthday
You pulled the trigger
Of you're dad's gun
Right in front of my eyes
And that was the last I saw of you
Blood on the floor
You just lied there
Bleeding not breathing
I shook you
Told you to wake up
But you never did
That was the beggining
Of me
A goth
A girl who cared about nothing
About no one
To this very day
I would give anything to bring you back
But I can't
I remeber that day
So clear
So vivid
You were babysitting me
You're girlfriend had just dumped you
You wondered what was wrong with you
If you were so wonderful
Why'd she break up with you
For some asshole
Right before you pulled the trigger
You said "amanda, your a beautiful girl,
Don't let any one tell you any different,
And whatever you do,
Don't be like my ex"
The loud bang
You fell to the floor
I knew at that instant
You'd never come back
I hated god
And to this day I still do
Why did he choose you
Maybe I should die to be with you
No
To many people would be sad
Like we were that day
I will remeber you always
Jimmy, My cousin

Copyright © 2007 LucidNightmarex2

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