A Year Under the Microscope
7:45 AM Posted In memory , Moments , moving forward , Past , poetry Edit This 0 Comments »I don’t know if I miss you.
You tried to kill me, twice.
You knew school shooting statistics
The way I knew Shakespeare.
After Virginia Tech you
Declared I was your
Number one victim,
Your dream kill.
An entire year and
I wonder why I couldn’t leave
Or worse why you stopped loving me
And not the other way around.
You simply stopped calling
Didn’t give me a reason
For the harsh goodbye
And told me to fuck off.
You tried to kill me.
I tried to save you.
And the worst part,
I still don’t know who succeeded.
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