Author: Ammom PM
I once lost myself to the hurt my friends never saw, because they had me busy with THEIR problems. To show them I could't take it, I wrote this first poem, and now the second, as I add someone new... Review if you wish, it's returned.Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy - Chapters: 2 - Words: 260 - Reviews: 4 - Updated: 09-06-07 - Published: 03-15-06 - id: 2133180
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I showed to you my misfortune,
Brought myself to plea.
For the despair in my heart,
To be held high, for all to see.
I stand here now with gun in hand,
The trigger nice and set.
Pointing it towards all of you,
Pondering who'll go next.
I know that after I am gone,
You will begin to understand.
That once the bullet goes in and out,
I can never help you all again.