if we were at gunpoint,
what would you do?
would you run to save yourself?
or would you try to save me too?
if we were at gunpoint,
what would you do?
because for me, without a doubt,
i'd take a bullet for you.
"i'd take a bullet for you"
and you asked me why
i could have told you why for days
till my last breath, till i die
"i'd take a bullet for you"
because you made me feel so heard
in a world where i felt invisible
in a world that was a blur
"i'd take a bullet for you,"
i said, with a smile on my face
you were smiling too
except in a different way
"i'd take a bullet for you...
...so tell me would you too?"
you stared at me in silence
your answer, i already knew
"i'd take a bullet for you"
but now, can i really say the same?
was i just intoxicated with love?
or was i caught in a bigger game?
if we were at gunpoint,
of course you wouldn't run
after all these years, i realised...
...it was you holding the gun.
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the rose comes with thorns
Poetrywhat drew your attention to this book? was it the delicate red rose on the cover? ... or was it its thorns? yes, the rose is daintily alluring, but you will only notice the thorns once you take a closer look. i like to imagine my poetry as this thor...
