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A collection of Poems

A collection of Poems

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This is just a collection of short poems I've written. I hope you can share this with a loved one. Cause it cuts across a lot of themes.. running from Pain to love, to sadness and need for change especially when it comes to gun violence. I hope it gives you a level of comfort especially for those grieving. once again if you wish to use any of my poems, make sure all credit is given to me. Not asking for much, just credit. Cause these poems are my expressed emotions. Thanks once again *UPDATED* Honestly I thought this book was shit cause who would want to read your emotions??*laughing* But oh well I'm so excited... 3rd place🥉 in the lazy contests award 20/1/2022.(poetry genre) Most impressive ranking #1 in schoolshooter #1 in mass shooting #1 in Nigerian poetry
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I'm gonna get him killed. Someday. Somehow. I'm gonna get him killed. And the worst part? He knows I will. "Turn this into a fucking game, I'm begging you to make a bet out of it, just to see how long you'll last trying to change it before you realize not only you, but no one can. Genie gives you three wishes? Not enough. Every single memory taken out of my brain? Still only got one reality. A gun to my head....? You'll know my last words even if I don't get to say them." "A gun to mine?" An enemies to dead lovers, if you may. "A gun to yours?" I fucking hate him. "We're not the kind that fear death, why?" I really fucking hate him. "We know it doesn't end anything, we know it starts everything. You think a gun to your head's gonna be the last? No, either we write a sequel together in hell, or you're gonna find me taking a relaxing bath in someone's blood." "Do you know what a gun to yours means?" "A gun to my head....?" "A gun to your head, means a gun in my hands." He smiles. "Take my last breath from me, and I'll give you my last words."

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