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Gun on the table, Not a soul wills me to speak... But you, you will listen... Gun on the table, Are you really as cold As they say you are? Gun on the table, I sit beside you And wonder about my life Gun in my hand, Will nothing go my way? Am I trapped in the Vacuum, The nothingness I call reality? Gun in my hand, What is my purpose in life When every dream of mine is crushed? Is there really more to life than this? Gun in my hand, I think about these things And I come to realize... Gun in my hand, You are not so cold... Gun at my head, I wonder what it's like On the other side Never to see this world again Gun at my head, Is this it? A simple quiver of my finger Is all it takes... Gun at my head, The trigger is slowly compressing, Take me away, Release me into the darkness....
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Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 5:18 AM UTC
Gun in My Hand (Darkest Night)
Gun on the table, Not a soul wills me to speak... But you, you will listen... Gun on the table, Are you really as cold As they say you are? Gun on the table, I sit beside you And wonder about my life Gun in my hand, Will nothing go my way? Am I trapped in the Vacuum, The nothingness I call reality? Gun in my hand, What is my purpose in life When every dream of mine is crushed? Is there really more to life than this? Gun in my hand, I think about these things And I come to realize... Gun in my hand, You are not so cold... Gun at my head, I wonder what it's like On the other side Never to see this world again Gun at my head, Is this it? A simple quiver of my finger Is all it takes... Gun at my head, The trigger is slowly compressing, Take me away, Release me into the darkness....
****NOTE: I wrote an alternate end to this poem, which can be found here: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/gun-on-the-table-light-of-day/ Written 2/7/11 Plagiarism is illegal. You have been warned.
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julia-brown
Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 5:18 AM UTC
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