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[aid] => mick
[title] => Shooting at the dark
[time] => 2005-03-17 22:33:07
[hometext] => my poetry has alot of different meanings to each person that reads them so I will leave the meaning up to you.
[bodytext] => Like soldiers going into battle you prepare for the worst. Will they carry you on a throne or carry you in a hurse? You put on your bullet-proof vest and wait for the impending force, knowing you will be safe but also that it will hurt like hell. Stinging, ratteling you to the core knocking you down but you get up for more Testing it’s strength hoping you put it on right Fighting in the dark while your mind plays tricks on you, playing with your eyes and telling you what to do. Taking another drink from your liquor you smuggled in, trying to numb yourself for what might be coming around the bend Moving ever so slowly like a snail in the summer putting your rifle to your shoulder trying to find it in your sights What are you looking for? You will know when you see it, you will have one chance... to make the kill shot, to put it in its place, to leave for the bugs and animals to taste. Thoughts running rampant as you lay here and wait. Trying to calm down feeling the sweat drip down your face. Knowing that this is definitely the time and place. Do you see it? It sees you Can smell your fear, even taste it, yes the end is near Pull the trigger, what are you waiting for? Waking up days later, wondering what happened Trying to get up, but it hurts so bad, trying to make sense of what happened in the past Thinking back you know you did it you pulled the trigger and felt the impact Figuring out all the pieces, things coming back in a flood. You touch your forehead and feel nothing but wetness you look and see blood Ahhhh yes, I remember it now it wasn’t a forest or jungle we were in. Yes it was dark, it was a place you wish you could forget. Your mind will do that sometimes when you wish you were dead. It wasn’t a scope you were looking through all along you were looking........ at you [comments] => 1 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 43 [informant] => majikdragon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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