She had a gun
He had a gun
They were ready to fight
End all the fun
Wanted to take each other down
I wish I could stop them from fighting
I honestly just wish I knew how
But sometimes you can't always stop a fire from raging through the forest
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Weary Hearts
PoetryPoems of love, sadness, broken hearts, and anger. Poems based from my life and my mind.
