At first I didn't see you 

When I walked into the place

But then I heard you laugh

And saw your ugly face


You didn't recognize me

Forgot your night of fun

I forgot nothing 

I went and got my gun


I walked up behind you

Put the barrel to your head

I made you say her name

Before I shot you dead


I sat down at a table

And took one last drink

Looked at your brains on the wall

Surprised they were so pink


When the cops got there

I put the barrel to my chin

And when I pulled the trigger

I was with her once again


          THE END



This poem is about: 
My family



this poem tells a vengeful story with a baseline  before embarking on a journey of revenge, dig two graves

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