No Clue
M.J.O.
He walks down the street,
Behind him, a silent ripple.
Like a breeze caught sheet,
He stops and spins around.
Nothing is there,
Not even a leaf on the ground.
He didn't know what or who,
was it that was haunting him.
He didn't have a clue!
Breathing out, he turns away.
but the memory is still there.
The vision of that horrorfic day.
The way her dead body lay.
He never knew.
He didn't have a clue!
No clue of the abuse,
No clue of the drug use.
No clue of the effect he had,
No clue his words hurt her that bad.
He stands over her grave,
Her photo sits there with a frozen stare,
Reminding him of the cruelty he gave.
Just then, the wind blows threw.
Just then he hears a voice say:
You didn't have a clue, did you?
~Quizilla Writer princesspixiewarriorgirl~
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