44 Magnum

44 Magnum

A Poem by midnight reaper

My 44 Magnum
My 44 Magnum decides fate
My 44 Magnum is what stays near me till the end
My 44 Magnum's cylinder spins with a single bullet, a single bullet to decide an undecided future
My 44 Magnum clicks into place as tears roll down the face of a quitter
My 44 Magnum's hammer slams down as the barrel gets covered with saliva
My 44 Magnum decides I shouldn't live
My 44 Magnum decides as the bullet gets lodged in the wall behind me 
My 44 Magnum will always be there till the end, till my fate is decided.

© 2017 midnight reaper

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Added on July 31, 2017
Last Updated on July 31, 2017