Seeing Death
I see a mirror
i see a tear
i see a ton of mighty dear
running running for a sun
running running to find the one
love is pacient
love is kind
my heart is cold
your heart is mine
lost in the sun an empty soul
i will find a gun
and pull pull pull
poem by Alexis Gallagher
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