Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
It was never love. Only a lust for one. A hopeless dream for two. And the bullet to my gun. One in the chamber. To numb all the pain. A pull of the trigger. Bring on the rain.
0
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 9:58 PM UTC
Bullet for one
It was never love. Only a lust for one. A hopeless dream for two. And the bullet to my gun. One in the chamber. To numb all the pain. A pull of the trigger. Bring on the rain.
Written by
American
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 9:58 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem