Best Friends Dream

by ForeverGoneInYourEyes   Mar 9, 2007


Blood is dripping from me
This horid smell fills my nose
Theres a dead body right below me
My god does anyone know

I run to the bathroom
I wash my face
The blood truely never comes off
I'm confused and wondering what happened to me

I come back into the room
I look at the face
I know what just happened
I killed my best friend

Now I remember
He tried to save me from killing myself
He took the pain on himself
My best friend took my bullet

Truely this makes me feel worse
Yet now I can't help but live
See out his dreams
Live out this sad life

Because my best friend is dead
Repent I must
Because I didn't listen
To my best friend

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