Sunday, January 24, 2010

Obsessive Results

Obsessive Results

I held the gun to my head and prayed as the bullet released
The trigger left in the bullet butt a crease
So they can see where this bullet came from
As I laid dying on the white floor
I had a few moments to relive when she loved me
Placed no one above me
When she kissed my soul and made love to my mind
Just her voice sent tingles down my spine
Now I'm hunched over with my short term memory on the wall
Just like my heart now my body will fall

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