H e a r t s o n g s
P O E T R Y
JACKIE

The first was too close
The shock you felt was clear
Stark realization of the truth
You knew death was near
Yet you fought on
Revenge you must claim
Although the result 
Will not bring you fame
You held up your end of the deal
You did what had to be done
But then those last two shots
Fired from another's gun
Slowly you fell
You sank to the ground
Your lifeblood ebbed out
From your heart is no sound

Copyright 2005 Leah Slootweg



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