two bullet wounds
one puddle
of gleaming rose
petals
too many tracks
not enough prints
her lipstick
a good bye letter
tacked to his collar
-B. Brown
Premeditated
opening the mind and heart through poetry
two bullet wounds
one puddle
of gleaming rose
petals
too many tracks
not enough prints
her lipstick
a good bye letter
tacked to his collar
-B. Brown
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Powerful. Right to the point – as murder usually is.
Thank you 😀 I had to take a break from all my crime shows for a while and when I jumped back in, I was inspired to write something
I understand. Stepping back often gives us clarity. Having something creative to make it tangible is often an awesome feeling. When I hear music in my head I even get out of bed to record it. Keep writing!