Your words, like a bullet
They fire without mercy
Piercing my heart
Leaving me in agony
A double-edged sword
These bullets you've fired
Tongue, like a trigger
Your intent, a killer
My heart, your victim
My pain, your ammunition
Words are loaded pistols
But yours are something I'm used to
Each time you hold me at gun point
A person I once knew...
4/21/18
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