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you will never understand

the pleasure i get from

soaking myself in the rain

and how i drown myself

into the puddles of her

fading face



solitude is my trusted friend

if not my only friend now that

im shunning my doors to the world

like i did a million times before



you will never understand

the pleasure i get

from indulging myself

to the bitter sweet taste

of my pain

and how i enjoy chewing

my promises and my

broken convictions and

spitting the morsels out

for the world to see



solitude is my dreaded enemy

maybe the only enemy that can

slay me

now that i have again

found the comforting

presence of a gun

compelling

invoking

a little twisted promise

of salvation is just

a pull of a trigger away..