Guns & knives

Guns & knives

A Poem by StraWbeRry-kiSs

"It's fun to play with guns and knives,

And be there just to risk my life,

To put just myself in danger,

With a lethal unfamiliar stranger.

I couldn't care less, With the way I dress,

Or the way I look,

But I do with my life that you took.

You say my head is wrong,

And that my heart is badly torn,

You don't know how wrong you are,

I just want to go so far.

Just so far away from them,

And always be able to defend,

Myself so that I don't get beated,

So badly and so differently treated."


© 2009 StraWbeRry-kiSs


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interesting message, so i take it that you care about your feelings but not your safety. i guess that goes hand in hand. the poem started off amazing then it fluttered out towards then end. im just saying, but it is a good start.

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Added on March 19, 2009