beat down madness

beat down madness

A Poem by winter;lyra

i walk in front
with my guns in my hands
land one in the streetwalk
land another in the rebound
late night respawn
beat down madness
gunshot in my sleepwalk
chained to my bed
i wanna break out off my past
see this face in the gates
squeezed out to disgrace

© 2018 winter;lyra


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Added on January 24, 2018
Last Updated on January 24, 2018