She's Dead

By Dreamzz

Throw the flowers on her grave,
she never loved you anyways.
She only ever loved herself
kept her lovers on the shelf.
You were never more then her prize
that was before of course she died.
Now she's dead and you are free.
Oh happy day joy to me

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Published on Monday, March 22, 2010. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Story about someone I knew once a long time ago...

Comments on "She's Dead"

On Sunday, April 4, 2010, Rowan (197) wrote:

haha wow. It really does look like you're free. What a wonderful write. I know some people I wish would die. They're so self-centered and rude to anything and everyone. They talk about people behind their backs something that I just can't stand in a person. If you're going to talk about someone say it to their face and don't be a coward about it. I tell this to all my friends that say things about people. Well I shouldn't say friends. Those are really aquaintances. Nice write.
On Sunday, April 4, 2010, Musik2MyEyes (192) wrote:

Haha. Millions of women have been through these feelings. Not necessarily with a death involved...not of a person any way. But you can bet when a relationship dies where the guy was thought to be being used by some bitch...there is someone who has been waiting in the wings...and when he gets dumped she is over there singing a happy little song in her head..."Yay he's finally free! Maybe now I can show him real love." Good little piece there...made me smile with that perfect last line.
On Monday, March 22, 2010, Malcholm Dark (806) wrote:

I do like your stuff, what a great thought and fine poem... thanks...