Two hots of hate from a mouth as loud as a gun,
Like an assassin.. who does it for fun.
Two deafening blows, in a war that has just begun,
Life gone away.. I'm done.
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Tricia, this a well penned poem, I know the feeling, I felt like that before and you can see it in my poem titled 'A TASTE OF LONELINESS', you got my vote 10+++ keep it up
Very well written... U 've a good imagination... Just work on it... :)