Poem Number 3768

I'm a man
and i run
like a hound on the hunt
but i fall
short again
and you hold the gun
the victim of the crime is no one at all
or this is how you'd like it to be recalled
so the pain, and the blood can fade from the wall
and here i am
once half a man
on a ship without sail
but i know
the seas have grown
still and silently pale
just a shade short of blue
and it's accepted
it's just a short life, without you

it's been a while, but i found inspiration...bnoyz
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welcome back bnoyz ... your inspiration is very welcome ... Daniel