Love Poem: Shooting In a Mirror
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Written by: Roman Chebukin

Shooting In a Mirror

Not being able to touch you, burns, burns right to the core of my soul. Not being able to kiss you, makes me think, "what the hell am i still alive for". Life without you feels so numb, which also makes me think where is it that i am from. But being lost keeps me thinking and wishing, so that when that day comes for me to hold you once more and people can see us kissing. But that's only wishful thinking. You got a body like an angel, and your face looks like heaven. But you got a kiss of death and i of all people know that burden. A burden of a broken angel is tough to watch, i know, but me being the broken angel means that i am the one who has to go. Go to God and ask, no beg, to give you to me, because only he knows that you are the only one that can open my eyes and make me see. See that the life i got is a gift, but not a toy i can just easily shift. The memory of you hurts me, remembering everything that we been threw, gets to me. it throws me off of everything I try doing. Make me want to put a gun in your hands and make you start SHOOTING.