Lastly...

by DC_Skater   Jan 28, 2006


You tell me we're through in front of your crew. Hoping to get a reaction in revenge for your contraction. I look away from you whispering that it can't be true. You and your friends mock me, I want nothing more then to flee. Then you have the audacity to ask to remain friends with me. I shake my head and draw my gun, It's my turn to laugh as your friends all run. Now your all alone, How does it feel, Your mind must surely start to reel. Going over the events of your life, Seeing your joys, sorrows, pain, and strife. You don't want me? That's fine. I must kill you and make you mine, Together we'll be Immortalized, the whole world will sympathize. Hold your breath as the bullet flies, to your head, a second between my eyes.

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