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Life's gun
written by Trapezium05:37 PM 11/21/04I pull the proverbial trigger of life's gun,
Looking into a black hole of hell,
Thinking about my lonesome existence,
I wont leave this blood stained shell.
They say time changes but the pain's still here,
"Thing's will get better" but they just get worse,
See me lying in a red velvet coffin,
Travelling seeds of life; disperse. |
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I wrote loadsa shorts poems and I wasn't going to put them up here, but I decided I will.
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