Revolver and a Letter

Tue, 09/17/2013 - 16:49 -- JShuart

Instead of firing that gun,

how about you loosen your tongue;

Let loose all the pain from within,

please,

do not shoot yourself, my kin;

How are we supposed to see your pain,

when you bury it away,

until your blood circles the drain.

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JShuart

Note: I originally posted this poem one of my tumblr blogs. notquitepoetic.tumblr.com (fyi)

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