last night i put the gun to my head
let off just one shot
fell backwords onto my bed
no more drama everything stops
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ohhhh..i thought it will end in the final rest.in the point of no return....thanks..it's just a spirit of alcoholic bottle..and an empty catridge...long live bryan..nice work
The title of this poem attracted me. Perhaps the spelling of 'pretennse' caught my eye. Now to the poem itself: Fifteen spelling errors (no, not typographical errors due to haste) , no less. I suggest you commence a long course of reading poems, actual poems to begin with. Follow this (or phase in) by taking a few basic courses in English. Most community colleges will have room for another student and they may not require an entrance examination. They say every journey starts with the first step. In your case you are getting close to that first step. Be an optimist. But leave those supporters of yours, you know, the ones who comment on your 'work' within minutes after it being posted, in the closet. Amicalement..........