Tears and AK's

by James Nappo   Feb 28, 2007


I hold out the gun,
I aim and I squeeze.
Nothing comes out...
a sigh of releif.
I stand, dazed.
Your mind is racing,
mine, blank...
You look me in the eyes,
and gently weep,
"I loved you..."

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  • 17 years ago

    by Spoken Silence

    If only love was that simple ...... the intent of this poem could be debated... thats a good thing... that was it means something to more than one type of person