Theres nothing in the world left for me,
As i pull the gun up to my head,
You tell me not to do this,
For you think i have something left in this world,
Though you know what you say isn't true,
You still want me to live.
You scream and cry for help,
as i stand making my final descision,
you run towards me to stop me,
so i tighten my grip and shoot.
A contest entry
- ♥Drop The Dagger And Lather The Blood On Your Hands, Romeo!♥ by On Frail Wings..
550 points, ended August 25, 2007, 44 entries
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Comments
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I felt some shivers when reading this!..really good poem!
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sounds good, dramatic, and i like how u stand at ur point and tell it like it is, then u finally do it, no questions. excellent flow, keep up the good work.
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