@Natasha
I didn't know what death meant.
I didn't know what death meant.
I found love, but lost it.
//this is shorter than 6 but
Knives are cold.
(Bringing this back from the dead because I found a few on Pinterest)
Paramedics finished her text, "…love you."
"Goodbye, mission control. Thanks for trying."
Our bedroom. Two voices. I knock.
There’s no more food. I cry.
(Lol.)
Everyone wears some type of mask.
In death, you find new regrets.
She's new, he looks happier now.
I celebrated our 13th birthday alone.
LAVY!!!!
WHY
I RELATE TOO MUCH TO THAT ONE
REALLY?
IT'S ONE OF MY CHARACTERS.
SHE WAS A TWIN
I'M NOT A TWIN
BUT
IT'S A THING WITH A FRIEND MY AGE AND STUFFS
Your eyes, cold. Dark. Closed forever
Five children. Seventeen grandchildren. Still alone.
//this is shorter than 6 but
Knives are cold.
(You could add on by saying "Blood is warm"?
"I'm fine."
"I know you're not."
They say they care. They don't.
(Sorry I know it’s a bit longer)
This war can’t compare to the one inside
(I know it's longer sorry)
"Goodbye old friend." The dust settled. Silence.
"I love you" their last words.
The moment I sat, they left.
BTW great prompt!
For Sale: Baby shoes, never worn.
Wrote note. Took pills. Now wait.
he bottle-feeds his wifes killer
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