People thought I was bulletproof,
that's why they keep pulling the trigger,
aiming the bullet towards me.
They thought I wouldn't die,
but I'm tired of resuscitating.
I'm sick of saving myself.
I just hope that they wouldn't
have regrets
for being the source
of my death.
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-Tris
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PoetryHighest ranking: #6 in Poetry on February 17th 2018. Winner of EYHO Poetry Contest. Official poetry Instagram account: @trisha.poetry "Every soul has suffered one way or another. It's just a matter of how badly bruised yours is compared to others." ...
