Saturday, July 7, 2012

Pistol

All I hear is silence
Oh what a game
You make me want to be mindless
I know I have created such shame

Blush in the winter's chill
Throw on a sweater and muffle the peace
Why the fuck did I use my free will
I disturbed the inner beast

Snow flakes cry at my cheeks
I wrestle with the fibers of my soul
Have I too quickly reached my peak?
Alleviate all this agony with a pistol.............Please

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