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Trigger happy
I have so much difficulty
Hanging to a semblance
Of sanity.
My fuck ups. my faults
The glass always less than half full
So lucky that I don't have
A gun around
And a trigger to pull.
Hanging to a semblance
Of sanity.
My fuck ups. my faults
The glass always less than half full
So lucky that I don't have
A gun around
And a trigger to pull.
Published 17th Oct 2021
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18th Oct 2021 3:47pm
18th Oct 2021 3:55pm
And how many have gins around (especially cops) and thus put an end to their life? Sad in a terrible way. Regards, Robert.
26th Oct 2021 3:12am
Indeed a dark write, purging perhaps.
Too often I think of my own and decide to spill ink instead.
Hope all is well
Too often I think of my own and decide to spill ink instead.
Hope all is well
26th Oct 2021 3:15am
Like you I turn to the pen. We cannot erase the past and must live with ourselves. So it is. Many thanks for reading so much of my stuff. Regards, Robert.
