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Old June 16th, 2005, 03:08 PM  
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Default 45

Black as coal
it never ends
the time is right
it's back again

Cold to touch
easy to use
it's every look
is taunting you

It does no harm
not on it's own
it takes someone
lost and alone

Closer now
than before
it sits with me
beside my door

whispers soft
inside my ear
it's easy now
just have no fear

one body part
decides my fate
do i pull it now?
or longer wait

this question constant
on my mind
as i stare down the barrell
of a 45

i used to have so many poems, like a whole notebook full, front and back, then i put them all on my computer and threw the notebook away, because i didn't want anyone to read them, unfortunately my computere crashed, and two years of poetry...down the drain..
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