its a step in a new direction of writing for me....
my broken and bleeding heart
ascend to a loaded shotgun,
the smell fo gunpowder hangs in the air.
a shot rings out like a heartbeat
a flash comes out of the barrell, ending life
throwing down an empty shell..
let go
the walls are closing in,
theres no room left for me to breath,
all the time i
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