blame the world
blame me
blame them
all.
but when they're dead,
when you're done,
when you're holding the gun
to your head
what've you got?
you've got
one muzzle,
four fingers, and
one thumb
pointing straight at you.
who's to blame now?
Author notes
Yeah. Kind of wrote this about all the school shootings, and after I heard my friend say that he saw one of his friends shoot himself.
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- Time for a Massacre by hobo-candy.
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thats vey good keep up the good work
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wow. this is powerful. not a whole lot of words i can find to compliment you... but this is a great poem. wow. just... wow.
this poem did touch me.
good job, hun.
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I think that your intentions are admirable however the poem you wrote wasn't nearly enough to express what you were trying to. It wasn't deep enough I think. To be honest your author's notes touched me more than the poem.
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