Open
They are peaking around the corner
Trying to steal your secrets
Watching you think
Seeing you act
Do you wonder why were not attacking?
Because they have the guns we're banning
So their argument goes.
On in a vortex of rage
I'm not going to be forced into
My own cage
They smile and wave politely and say
That we should leave our doors open at night.
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Blood_Rainicorn
Hey everyone, I'm a very thoughtful and introspective aspiring writer. I've gone through some heavy stuff and writing helps tremendously and I joined powerpoetry to keep me inspired and going and help deal with the demons. I love music, making independent short films and music videos and of course writing.
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