Sunflowers&Guns

by TiffanyTrippout   Oct 18, 2010


Delicate misery,
in a familys heart.
For a girl,
who was depressed from the start.

She's attracted to a gun,
like a flower to the sun.
Finger on the trigger,
her aim is fatal.

Bullet to the head,
her visions gone red.
The bedroom fades,
sweetdreams..

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