Getting Shot Of Me Poem by Philip Carter

Getting Shot Of Me



Can I hold it steady enough?
So that I will not miss
If I can do it properly
Will I find a kind of bliss?
My life was never happy
In fact it was a mess
While others seem so happy
I just feel depressed
So if I hold it steady
And get the aim just right
My torment will be over
This dark and gloomy night.

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