When your Heart is your ammo, what is the target?

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My bullets were fired
at Stubborn ears
But they don't seem to notice
the bullets I fire
are not brass.

they are
bullets of faith
and desire.
one shot for warning
next shot for
damage.
the damage I seek
isn't death.
it's love.
Love is damage.
it kills.
it has killed
and will always
kill.
I'm dead.
resurrect me from this pain.
i will never do you wrong.
Take

my hand
please?

Reviews

[a]

Yesterday I came to the same conclusion, nothing original, but so true - love, damn it, kills.

[MadasonBlue]

This is very simple and real. I like it. Good job.