Words are bullets to the heart,
Love is gone, replaced with hate
Happiness is drowned out by sadness,
People wear fake masks, underneath their breaking,
Please don't aim at the heart, it''s a weakness we all share, shoot somewhere else on the target,
Bullets to the poor, weak, heart.
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(COMPLETED) Through The Dark and Out Again: A Book of Poems
PoetryRandom Poems I write, hope you enjoy them ^-^