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Not Bullets (Initials 3)
Another shot, you took, was carefully placed
By the bullets in your gun my life was erased
Remember, though, I want you to look
Of all the bullets, from your gun, that it took
Killed me not with the bullet filled gun
Erased me with not five, but one
No, it wasn't from the metal in my skin
Hard as it was, but the death came within
Everything you did was all out of hate
As I dangled freely, like a hook, wearing bait
Red was the blood that came from my head
Though the bullets were not what killed me dead
