A poem I wrote a few days ago at around midnight.


Tragedy

The man broke the law
When he killed the girl
Getting caught his only flaw
The marring of a pearl

They sentenced him to death
For doing such a sin
He breathed his final breath
Entering a never ending din

They buried him all alone
On the loneliest little hill
The grass could only groan
With the night's darkest chill

The girl's mother only cried
When husband and daughter died




Poetry by Paul Vermette
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Written on 2008-03-24 at 19:51

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