Right handed fool

by Patsy Lynne Chubb   Feb 24, 2007

I held a gun on my right hand while looking in the mirror.

I stood there aiming at myself, hoping it would hit my chest.

Ready to pull the trigger.

Bullet was shot . . .

The sad part of this story is that...

...It didn't hit the right spot...


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  • 12 years ago

    by Noelle Wright

    Jeeze what an oddly twisted poem i love it! 5/5

    Noelle Wright

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