Tuesday, August 18, 2009
ALONE
two shots of hate from a mouth as loud as a gun,
like an assasin ... who does it for fun.
two deafening blows in a war that has just begun,
life gone away...i'm done.
two red roses sitting on my coffin, the wind blows,
leaving only onethe world i know disappears...like the setting sun.
Posted by nesa at 6:41 AM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment