Barbed wire.

Barbed wire.

A Poem by ANSMOR

This song is about an outlaw who loses the girl he loves to a bullet that was meant for him. He comes to realise that his own wicked ways had killed her. Has deep reference to my own life.


Two bullets to heaven,

One gunshot to hell,

One day, one hour, one moment,

I remember well.

Down in my basement,

Inside a red book old and worn,

Lies a withered dead rose.

Yet i still feel the thorns.

So i close my eyes and clench my fist,

And i try not to fall apart.

One day, one hour, one moment,

Like barbed wire around my heart.

So i close it shut, repress myself,

And turn my back for one more day,

And wonder one more thought of lament

-Why the innocent must always pay.

And outside in the valley,

The sun sets, it is dark.

One day, one hour, one moment,

Barbed wire around my heart.

In an old forgotten closet,

With an old forgotten key.

Lies the gun that took her life,

Though it didn’t fire the shot, that gun belongs to me.

Now, five bullets still remain in the chambers,

But I’ve run out of heart.

That day, that hour, that moment,

Is still barbed wire ripping me apart.

© 2010 ANSMOR

Author's Note

reviews would be really appreciated

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This is wonderful!!
Truely, I loved it.
This is an amazing song.
I myself write songs, but nothing nearly as.. powerful as this, great job. xDD

Posted 14 Years Ago

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hmmm, I would totally reveiw, buuuuuuuuuuuuut, nothing is displayed. D:

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Added on May 16, 2010
Last Updated on May 16, 2010
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ranchi, kanke, India

through war,strife and death, i march on. more..