Gunned Down

by k i k i   Aug 20, 2005


This life, heightens all my fear,
All the repulsion that’s masked in me.
Footing tall on the building,
Prepared to let go.
I want to make the concluding jump,
To your guns.

Warm and safe,
Nothing will hurt me now.
I know that you will protect me
From flames of the bullet.
In the firing line, shattered,
Love.

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