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escape
comforting, the clicks,
of rounds into the clip.
somewhat ironic,
since i only need one.
the cold soothing steel,
up against my temple.
in just a second,
it will all be over.
the blast is so loud,
like no sound heard before.
no pain anymore,
one final gasp, it's done.
up above myself,
my god i made a mess.
the tunnel of light,
is nowhere to be seen.
denied salvation,
doomed to wander alone.
i want to wake up,
but it's too late for that.
i've escaped my pain,
and lost hope forever.
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The above poem is an experiment and a first draft. I'm not sure if I like it yet.
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seretogis - sieg heil
perfect little dream the kind that hurts the most, forgot how it feels well almost
no one to blame always the same, open my eyes wake up in flames
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