AmmoA Poem by BrokenPaladin
Give ammo like wild fired. Bestrode upon to me. Fast and painful lavish me fully. Give
me ammo neither of sliver bullets nor that to lame a deer. Give me
bullets that ring my ears. Fire them at me, in me, through me. So I
consume everyone. Your ammo are my tools, my arsenal always has room.
Room to Move, Move the world. Stand up to change. Give me ammo give me
strength.
© 2011 BrokenPaladin |
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Added on January 1, 2011 Last Updated on January 1, 2011 Author
BrokenPaladinSomeWhere Near Austin, TXAboutMy words are splattered but freedom is great for I found a place to run to and hide in more..Writing
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