Gun For A TongueA Poem by Savannah BlyWords that kill.
Gun For A Tongue
Let the bullets fly From your mouth Let them hit me With a jolt of pain And ultimate confusion Let what comes next, The rush of blood trickling down, Condescend my every action And state of being With the words you have spoken And the dark tone Of your gunfire Spit more bullets out Because you still have ammo And you see me lying there, Struggling to hold on While my eyes are bleeding tears I trusted you With the secrets I kept buried You turned around to back-stab But found another weapon It left my body on fire, My heart scarred, And my soul damaged Like you wanted Out of this earthly plane, I was cast into my darkest shadows You were left still standing You and your Gun for a tongue
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Added on April 8, 2014Last Updated on May 7, 2014 AuthorSavannah BlyWichita, KSAboutHi, my name is Savannah. I am originally from the West Coast but live in Kansas now. I love to write and I love to read; one of my current majors is Creative Writing. I have a blog I am restarting soo.. more.. |

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