A Smoking Gun, And What Lies Poem by james watkin

A Smoking Gun, And What Lies



A smoking gun, and what lies
Destroyed before it
Volcano, o'ershadowing town's
Morbid exhibit.

Saturday, November 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deluke Muwanigwa 28 November 2020

Lovely. Thats a volcano for sure. Run for your life if you dont want to be a morbid exhibit

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james watkin

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