Do you look into me as I look into you
Or does the blue blank out what in me is true
Do you see the badge and the gun so real
And never wonder what inside me is the real deal
They say that you walk and talk a special drawl
And always sit with you back up against a wall
But you know at the end of the day
Cut me and I will bleed away.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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