Guns in The Hands of Children

by Kevin Fitz   Jul 18, 2006


Guns in The Hands of Children

you've wasted enough of your breath, swallow your tongue
fall asleep with a wish to never wake like when we were young
when dreams were escapes into a world better off...dead
just like the moments that were never meant to escape my head

you put the gun in your mouth, we just pulled the trigger

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