.45

.45

A Poem by modtoddinc

I want a .45
Blow through,
this world and survive
Call it good and full of jive
I want a .45

I want to live rock-n-roll
Roll the dice
Be my soul,
I want wise,

I need a .45

Blow through
This world we survive
Your so sweet and full of life,
I wanna want a .45

Vinyl strong. old school crime
Listening for iTunes
On a .45
So effing cool...
Stop!
Gunshots heard,

It was a .45

I want to live rock-n-roll
and the dice
Be my soul,
I want wise,

I want a .45

I was 45 and wanted more,
52 and I know the score,
I’m only lonely and I spin
The only way we will win

A .45

I want to live rock-n-roll
Roll the dice
Be my soul,
I wanna feel wise,

I want a .45

.45 soon .45 win
9 is the goddess of my soul.


modtoddinc 7/2018

© 2018 modtoddinc


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Added on July 3, 2018
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modtoddinc
modtoddinc

Tacoma, WA



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I write what I feel with honesty, and integrity. I love art in all it's forms, especially poetry and multi-media. I love to read, watch movies, play music, and study comparative mythology. I hope to o.. more..

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A Poem by modtoddinc