Even though he's gone forever I feel like there will be a gain or prevail or something but still there was no present light for me or my life
Standing outside the Funeral Hall the raindrops lightly tapped my head and rolled down my ivory facealong with my very own blood.I clung to the gun carefully aiming straight ahead. Soon I would cry, and I knew it but I would save it for when I was alone. But why?Why wasI here? Why did I care? What would I gain from being here? These questions haunted me for I didn't know the answers to any of them. My God! He's gone... forever,and I... I didn't even get a chance... to say... g-goodbye1 Why! Why did you take him away from me, I loved him. I loved him with all my heart... and you took him away from me! You killed him and you don't even feel a thing!
Today you're going to die, because you took my friend's life for the sake of your pity self. You chose your money over his life...and you shot him down, you made sure he was dead by shooting him again and again and AGAIN AND AGAIN! I will not spare you... not this time.
I cocked the hammer, bump-bump you killed him...bump-bump...shot him...bump-bump.
Our eyes locked.
BLAM!