Bullet Poem by Soul Searcher

Bullet



Bullet through my head
Pushing through my skull
Removing all thats left
Of a life incomplete and dull

Promise to be dead
When my second's gone
Even when this second
Seems to take this long

Holding out my hand
To take your hand in mine
Reflection stopped by glass
Unable to cross the line

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