“Your soul left the world Eyes beseeching, Face imploring. I looked into your eyes. No mercy. No pity. The moment before death A star suspended in the night A cloud to cover the sun An instant of regret, me wondering, What have I done? Then you were gone. Your soul had left you. I watched it go- Fluttering on dark and broken wings- To hell or heaven, I'll never know.” DeathPoetryDarknessSadMurderConfessionConfessions Of A Murderer Author:Noemie Caballero