The Gun
Stop me now or forever hold you peace;
You gave me the gun, you can take it away
But you choose not to; so stay away
I no longer want to fight this
the battle is over;
but you have yet to win
I am not your sin
My feelings are gone
My inside is stone
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Happiness, Sorrow, Pain, and Anguish
PuisiI will be writing and posting short and long poems every so often. They should all be orginals by me and if it is not an orginal by me then I will tell you who it is by. I thank you for reading the poems, i hope you can enjoy them or be inspired by...
