Bullet Torn Heart Poem by Patrick Tincher

Bullet Torn Heart



We look the same
We are two different people
My heart is wrought in two
You can peer right through me
From one side to the other
I was riddled with bullets
Spat out by your mouth
Shot gun blast
Heart full of holes
Organ pumped full of lead
There are bullet holes where love used to go

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Devries 06 June 2010

I like this one. I read it at school. but it still is one of your best. I think I like it the most because I relate to it.

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