Bullet From A GunA Poem by Fighter/LoverThis piece isn't mine. but my friend is shy and i loved her poem and i wanted to put it on here for her. let me know what you think. Thanks:)
Sticks and stones
No broken bones Words crash around like waves Never do I listen, yet always do I hear The sound that shatters glass, The bullet from a gun. I can build invisible walls Or withdraw into myself. And if I did would you think less of me than before? Rushing wind, it carves its path The bullet from a gun. Whispers behind plastic smiles casting a judgmental glance. If I keep looking forward, I'll never see, Always notice steady clockwork throbbing It finds its mark. The bullet from a gun.
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1 Review Added on August 3, 2012 Last Updated on August 10, 2012 AuthorFighter/LoverDothan, ALAboutI am 16 years old and I love to write poetry. I'm open to reading anything and everything. My poetry isn't the brightest, but i believe it reflects my feelings and feelings of others my age. more..Writing
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