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Giving Head to a Shotgun
My angel, your wings are scabbed and burnt black.
An inspiration found hidden between two lines.
Helping me ease out, blow out, this mind, so hard to find.
Subtle fractures such a favorite twist.
An A for effort, give me one last slit wrist.
Leave you crying by yourself and I can't help.
I can't help but laugh. You fucking need this.
You fucking crave this. And now there is nothing left to say.
All this damage you made, just wash it, out behind a fake smile, away.
Your ugly, and the world is stupid just like you.
Just bat those lashes another thousand times
and help me remember that day I fell in hell.
One more time, lift that mask and breathe in.
Take that last deep gasp, a blast of a tainted past.
And here we go..
I still remember how beautiful you are..
With a barrel between your lips.
