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By sweetangel4life, Pittsburgh, PA

Margo's eyes glowed in the dark.
It was nighttime at the park.

Margo's brain was a bit confused.
It made the man slightly amused.

Margo felt an eerie sensation.
the man felt to much temptation.

Margo wasn't quite prepared,
but the man hadn't really cared.

A body found underneath a tree:
My friend, that could've been you or me.

Margo's funeral was on a Sunday.
The man cried on the very next Monday.

Guilt took over the murderer's life,
so left the earth through a knife.

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2 comment(s)
This is awesome. Why didn't you write more???
Nov. 27, 2012 at 6:00 PM • Report
thanks so much!  If you can get two  more people to comment on my poem with positive ideas, I will continue this poem and let you know when it is done. ill check out ur work. thanks an million!!! :)
Nov. 28, 2012 at 10:44 AM • Report