Fame is a Game

By , Camillus, NY
I look through the world
As if it is a game
Shooting all the stupid
Killing for the fame
You don't matter
You never cared
You won't be remember



I was a nobody
Before this day
Now with a gun in hand
And the cold heart of mine
This world never did matter
Niether did my life





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