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killing my demons

the smoking gun is still sitting in my lap
every time i close my eyes i hear the clap
i can't believe i push it to the brink of hell
i opened the door and faced the devil locked in the cell
why did it have to come to this
will he be a demon that anyone will miss
i killed the thing inside with just one clip
now i'm drowned in the fear of a sinking ship
i went a bit over board with out a pot to piss in
can i still win with my joker grin
but there's no taking back the things of the past
i wonder how long will this fear last

i close my eyes tight to see it play again
seeing my face held tight with an evil grin
the gun held high in the air
the muzzle flashes with a bright orange glare
round after round goes out the pipe
i killed the ting inside while it was ripe

i now know that when faced with ones demons you got to shoot first
i learned that when i held that gun with its eight round burst
i now know that i am not made of glue and paper
i did the deed and succeed in my caper

Author notes

i always thought i was made of paper and could always repair what ever cut or broken bone till one night when i got drunk held my gun tight in my grip put a bullet in the chamber and held it toward my head it was a bad night...and i thought man that all it takes just one quick movement thats way to easy life not made to be easy so i got that out of my system ane emptyed a clip toward the heavens and the next day i found some thing that i cherish alot which is my friends this is the first time i have ever spoken or wrote about that night and it will be the last
Written November 2nd, 2006

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  • fathom me
    November 3, 2006
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    Smiling sunflowers for matching up with your feeling
    You have a host of well wishers and friends online at least that I'm aware of, and I'd like to include me in it too. Its obvious, but I'd still like to state it (sometimes we need such reminders) - we're all real people infront of our computers.. people who feel, care, get affected.. even though this allpoetry world is seen as virtual.
    kunj.