Bang Bang- a poem inspired by bonnie clyde gone wrong

BANG BANG
I shot you down
You hit the ground
Your blood poured out
I had not doubt
This was the way
Now I wait for judgement day
BANG BANG
Your dead now
I am breaking a vow
Our love is gone
It was always wrong
I look at the floor
And watch the blood pour
BANG BANG
I have no regrets
I am no longer in your debt
I wont call the cops
I will just grab a mop
And dig a hole
Your no longer in control
BANG BANG
I meant to do it
With my killers kit
Caught you in drinkers slumber
Could had hit you with lumber
But the gun felt great
My dead mate
BANG BANG
I HAD TO SHOT YOU DOWN

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