Poem 107 : Bullet

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That bullet you shoot
through my skull
That shall remain
captivated inside my head

So I shall feel
the excruciating pain
each time your name
unknowingly slipped
from my lips

So I shall remember
all the hurt
despite all the
memories and promises
we once had

So I can stand high
even with
the crack on my skull

So I can walk with pride
as your corpse lies
under my feet

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