**Whirling wind erodes the shield
forms the rust, a bulletless gun
lying there in that old wood box
double barreled yet a harmless soul
Gone are the days when glory kissed the trigger
Now what is left is a target without a hinder...**
Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 10:25 AM UTC
**Whirling wind erodes the shield
forms the rust, a bulletless gun
lying there in that old wood box
double barreled yet a harmless soul
Gone are the days when glory kissed the trigger
Now what is left is a target without a hinder...**
