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One Gun, Two Graves
Bullets in your back
Bullets in your head
Bullets in you bitch
Until your fucking dead.
Your mutilated corpse
dropping to the ground
should be the only part of you
that should ever make a sound.
Sewn your mouth shut
you will never speak again.
Your beautiful wrists cut
and now your fucking dead.
Now I bury you in dirt
six feet deep
but you still hurt.
The memories of you
replaying in my head
makes me realize
that its my turn to be dead.
Dig my own grave
Stand in the muddy pit
Put the bloody gun to my head
And I am dead with one hit.
Bullets in your head
Bullets in you bitch
Until your fucking dead.
Your mutilated corpse
dropping to the ground
should be the only part of you
that should ever make a sound.
Sewn your mouth shut
you will never speak again.
Your beautiful wrists cut
and now your fucking dead.
Now I bury you in dirt
six feet deep
but you still hurt.
The memories of you
replaying in my head
makes me realize
that its my turn to be dead.
Dig my own grave
Stand in the muddy pit
Put the bloody gun to my head
And I am dead with one hit.
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re: such rage
17th Mar 2012 2:18am
hey man thanks really appreciate the comment :) and ill go read some more of yours
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Unselfish suicide
19th Mar 2012 2:03am
Each victim of suicide gives his act a personal stamp which expresses his temperament, the special conditions in which he is involved, and which, consequently, cannot be explained by the social and general causes of the phenomenon: meaning we are the only ones who know the steps and kinda life that drew us to lash out to take our lives. Once again a punch to the gut. You bring a lot to the table when you write dear. Kudos again.
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re: Unselfish suicide
19th Mar 2012 7:45pm
Thank you. i really like how you took the time to dig into my poem. when i write, i tend to challenge myself to have deeper meaning. thanks! :)
ANOTHER GOOD WRITE BY YOU
6th Apr 2012 8:52pm
But if it was mine i would close it up a little tighter.
Which ever way its a good write....
Which ever way its a good write....
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re: ANOTHER GOOD WRITE BY YOU
6th Apr 2012 8:54pm
re: re: ANOTHER GOOD WRITE BY YOU
25th Dec 2012 3:40am
It builds up and builds up, giving the enemy a chance to stagger.
Using wrathful prattle to give someone a bath of battle means getting ghastly but leaving them addled.
The first piece did this with chatter, letting the enemy sag from an attack and then coming after.
Get them divided, slice from both sides, until there's such a rush of images, spinning within, assault like a Sultan. When you spree bars to free spar the enemy is supposed to see stars.
On all of this you succeedeed by far... but step into a grave, expect to make your own place?
This is a heavy statement to make. Closing it up tight would mean build and rise so the will inside like fire dances behind your eyes...
and then just finishes, extinguished instead of saying goodbye.
Suicide is unresolvable, so to use a self-death when you mob and roll it's best to leave those bereft with no resolution. That hole you left? It's their own conclusion.
Sometimes grace robs and it can be commonplace to rock some rhythm and not know when that hidden spot is when it's time to...
stop.
Using wrathful prattle to give someone a bath of battle means getting ghastly but leaving them addled.
The first piece did this with chatter, letting the enemy sag from an attack and then coming after.
Get them divided, slice from both sides, until there's such a rush of images, spinning within, assault like a Sultan. When you spree bars to free spar the enemy is supposed to see stars.
On all of this you succeedeed by far... but step into a grave, expect to make your own place?
This is a heavy statement to make. Closing it up tight would mean build and rise so the will inside like fire dances behind your eyes...
and then just finishes, extinguished instead of saying goodbye.
Suicide is unresolvable, so to use a self-death when you mob and roll it's best to leave those bereft with no resolution. That hole you left? It's their own conclusion.
Sometimes grace robs and it can be commonplace to rock some rhythm and not know when that hidden spot is when it's time to...
stop.
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Re: One Gun, Two Graves
25th Jun 2012 9:29pm
re: Re: One Gun, Two Graves
26th Jun 2012 7:37pm