This Is Poem by Tom Priestley
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You could have been a killer
But you never learnt to wipe the blood from your hands properly
This whole situation bugs me
As I find a microphone to scream down
You wanted my attention
But instead I locked you in a room filled with dangerous fire
That crawled up the walls
And clawed at your pretty hair
This is a gun
And you're going down
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lyric,poem
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