Bullets of Love

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Bullets of Love

[By:Pragathish]

I have my

pen on the paper,

A gun above me ear

You,waiting to pull the trigger,

Blam,Blam,Blam,Blam!

You buried the bullets of love

They drove me like divine drugs,

and shoved out some suave songs.

Me,a poet?Sham!

You are the poet,

And you are the poem too.