Gianna Jett

Bullets - Poem by Gianna Jett

Do not take me for a fool
Standing still as a vicious tool
Waiting to cross the line
Passing through the inside
Walking in shadows of the sun
Searching for the smoking gun
By the dawn upon the sky fall
As the bullets hit the wall

Topic(s) of this poem: gun

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015

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