Life Is Important So Use It Dearly. - Poem by kira swart
Pulling the trigger of the gun in your hand,
it will make no sound but like wind in the sand.
You will never destroy the hurtfulness of the pain,
you will slowly die while sins just like blood tries to drain.
Pressure pushes down on your mind,
it says that for ever from love you'd be blind.
All the power and love you'll regain,
like blood on white silk it will always remain.
I'd rather go without love and go to starve,
than loose it and use your heart to carve.
Alone and used,
you feel so abused.
Just want to run away,
but just don't seem to find the right way.
Try to understand,
you can use your own command.
I'd say go back home,
just to be in your bed like faom.
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