Skinny shaft boiling hot Each shot a reminder Smoking intentions forgotten Burning into murderous fingers One ricochet bouncing back A hole punctured through the heart Warming fluid revitalizes Screaming until silent... An ache gives way blinding Blurriness fades eventually Hardened criminals do time Unless they run fast enough... Catch up confidence Resist arrest... Confess the guilt It ran through this mind before Deader than cold can ever be... Failed actions deserted... Sons all kill their own mothers |
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