Bandits

by Macabre   Dec 15, 2009


A bandit man,
A hundred years ago
In that same town.
We were bandits once there too.

He rode a horse,
We rode the streets
At night in that town.
We were bandits once there too.

He left his mark,
We left memories
I can’t erase in that town.
We were bandits once there too.

He stopped for money
We stopped for fuel
In that town
We were bandits once there too.

He met his end
We met our end
And all that’s left is that town.
We were bandits once there too.

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  • 8 years ago

    by SEAN

    Aint been on here in a while this was the first poem i read glad i had aswell awesome