I'm a walking assasin.
I'm a powerful drone.
I shoot and aim my kill, with a cold less heart of stone.I attack and aim, then run to be gone. The whole world sees me like a monster before dawn.
I'm supposedly dangerous. Feared by all... well to be a solider named after a season after fall.I run to hideand shoot silently, like a hawk on the watch.
But when they strip me down I'm a child lost and afraid, a soul left to die, a wore unwanted.
I wish the day I came back to life never existed. People grab at me like monsters trying to absorb a helpless girl alive.I feel like...... Will I ever survive.
I just want to be loved. I just want to be wanted.
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Unwanted
PoetryWell this isn't a story it's more like a poem based on the experiences and how bucky would open up of he could express his feelings to Steve Rogers as a wounded person.