Metal Bullet Poem by Luke Fellner
Metal Bullet
Supersonic.
Unknown to be coming.
BANG!
An unexpected murder
You,
the killer.
me,
the victim.
shot straight through my exposed heart.
Don't say sorry.
Drown in your guilt,
while I drown in my blood.
true,
They handed you the gun...
but you,
while looking in my pleading eyes,
pulled the trigger.
You know the pain of killing,
I know the pain of dying.
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