A gun is a system of fear,
My hate is so very near,
She likes to lock me up,
Shut me outside,
I want to see in,
But she doesn't.
I told her she needs to tell,
She needs to reach out,
So why am I filled with such doubt?
She needs to break free,
From her dismal mindset,
Or I know soon I'll be filled with regret.
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My Dark Friend-A Book Of Poems
PoetryJust some pathetic poems I've been writing for awhile.