December 15, 2017

Do you hear it?
They’re screaming out to me
Telling me what I can never be
Showing me the pain
I’m trying to live a different way
A knife and a gun
One points to the sun
The other finds a wrist
Ignorance is bliss
A smile shatters
Blood spills down the river
All that’s left
Is to pull the trigger

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