The Arsenal You Bought Because of Me

*Wild Card Post*

You have a collection of guns and knifes,

Grenades and bombs.

An arsenal stored behind your closet door.

One that I see far too often.

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You pull them out to be polished,

Get a little fine tuning done.

Claim you would never use them,

They’re just there for security.

But every child wants to play with toys.

Every soldier has the instinct to fire.

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Your heart burns from the flames of your own creation,

Yet you douse me with water.

Submerge me in the ocean,

Hoping your embers will snuff out.

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But every bullet I take is for you.

To keep you from shooting yourself

With the weapons you bought

Because you needed protection from me.

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-The Splintered Pencil