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by AnnaCaprice Jun 5, 2013
Sadness, depression /
All night long I've been calculating,
This problem we've become.
In just a moment, you'll be remaining baby.
And I'll be on the run.
So hate me now, like you loved me once.
Like I know you love me still.
Because once these words come stumbling out,
It will be all you're able to feel.
Gloves are off and you're barely breathing.
Silence burns against my skin.
Pick your weapon time is wasting.
Didn't you see this happening?
And it's clear, this Isn't love anymore.
It's an all out war.
And if I go down, I'll be shooting baby.
Aiming to kill.
Copyright 2013: Anna C G
by faded flowers
Absolutely loving this poem. I honestly can't pick a part of it that I like more than another.