When death awaits,
On the line you go,
The scope looking,
The trigger pulls,
No more,
You are,
On this Earth
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The Poems I wrote
PoetryThese are the poems I wrote when I was bored or angry. I used this as my release. Hope you like them.
Death of a Gun
When death awaits,
On the line you go,
The scope looking,
The trigger pulls,
No more,
You are,
On this Earth
