She sits in a corner and nobody knows, but her tolerance grows lower as their voices arose. She looks towards the ceiling in hopes he'll be there, but he wasn't, to her despair. Her beauty always shines but no one can see, what they're doing and what's actually meant to be. A smile on their faces as she's sent down below, an angel forgotten in a world she'll never know.
Her blank stare watches as their smiles fade away, they realize what they've done and panic starts to sway. Quickly they push her down, down, down. Not a peep, not a sound. No one has spoken of that night again, but she will soon get her revenge. No one will fret but, her deed will be done.
She watches from a distance, not a sound to be heard. Her smile grows bigger at what will unfold. A scream is heard in the distance as they found, one down, she whispers, "I told you, I'd stay."
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Revenge
ParanormalThis is just a very short poem I quickly wrote not to long ago that goes along with, "Little Toy Guns."