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I hear shouts of rage,
Screams of the broken,
Cries of those taken.
I hear the bullets fire
And the silence of those gone
I can't take it.
But an explosion has taken me
I am broken yet silent
I lay on the ground
See the dark figure of death before me
Bullets fire past
Hours have passed,
Yet minutes away from death.
Though death tries to weaken me,
I get up
Turn around
And see the guns that face me
- Title: As The Bullets Fire Past,
- Artist: jodilyte
- Description: I wrote this for those who are facing hardships and encouraging them to face what is happening and try to get through it instead of letting death take them.
- Date: 09/28/2014
- Tags: bullets broken
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