R.I.P

R.I.P

A Poem by For Mariposa

Shall hold a rifle of me as man
Aiming it at me as a kid
Not to miss this time
I put it closer to his head

Shall hit the trigger no mercy
To explode all life fantasies
Away and for good
No hope to have is the way it should

Dead is he will be
And so my dreams
Now i rest my arms
Now i live in peace

© 2019 For Mariposa


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Added on September 23, 2019
Last Updated on September 23, 2019

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