you load your gun and shoot.
do i have to be always a target?



Loaded Gun

Such a loaded gun
straight into my heart
bitter thoughts end up sweet
your presence fills an empty room

you hoped for the moon to rise
but you never saw yourself laughing
sometimes you feel insecure, that's life
when the others dont stop judging

Tears from such eyes, stop trying to convince
yourself, it's a timeless moment
we're lost in space, life's a race
you gotta run before you get a bitter kiss

Such a loaded gun
you kill me but it doesnt matter
as long as you laugh, it's something memorable
life is like this, you keep fighting




Poetry by Angel_in_disguise
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Written on 2006-09-28 at 16:39

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keith nunes
a good strong poem! you're right, we've gotta to keep fighting on
2006-09-28