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Good laugh at the wrong time
By: Kevin Magnus
They laughed, she cried.
She ran for cover; they laughed more.
It was funny to them, but not for her.
Under a tree she wept some more,
They mocked at her as they followed her outside.
She wanted them to stop laughing.
But they refused.
In a rage she screams out for mercy.
They enjoyed her pain.
Finally she pulled out a gun,
And they stopped.
Dedicated to R.C.L. Rebecca “Gurl of Myth” Lofgren
Happy 18th Birthday Bets!
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About the Author
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Kevin Magnus is a new submitter to the site'. He has just recently started writing poetry, and has found a new passion that he never knew was there.
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http://www.theworldofmyth.com
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