I dreamt I was ......

by Amanda   Feb 14, 2008


I dreamt I was a Black Broken Blooded Bullet
That struck through the hearts of hate

Cheating, lying, dishonesty
Is not something brought by fate

Breaking a heart
Is like getting shot
The feelings inside
Start gushing out

The bullet itself
Is an extreme pain
And it hurts!

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  • 16 years ago

    by Gabba Gabba Hey

    This is really good! A LOT of figurative speech here--it really adds. I like how you don't have a constant form in your verses. Yays!

    Party on!

    Toni

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