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Trigger
I pull my trigger and the nightmare stops
Drift away into dreamless nights
Much more then what you thought
A tortured soul
Trapped inside a body so scared
Shiney white lines
The only outlet which I had thought
What would they be
The words I last say
"I'm sorry, I love you all"
Not likely
You all tormented me
Abused my dreams
My soul
I resent you
This is my payback
Dear nonnie
And these are words I don't mind being responsible for. Creativity is unique to each individual, and this is my way of cooping
I am but an open book, it is up to you to turn the pages.
Dear Melanie,
we are always responsible for the words we write
they can be like molotov cocktails..
please only write of good thoughts