It was not my fault <br />you came at me. <br />The gun went off <br />you fell to your feet. <br />Now your face <br />i always see. <br />I will never have a good dream <br />im sorry please stop haunting me.<br /><br />twilight simmons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-first-kill/
