Taking a turn for the worst
I hit the concrete floor
my eyes about to burst
I reach my hand out to the door
your touch I long and thirst but feel no more..

nothing but your memory rolls across my mind,
I can't help but to wish time would rewind...

I bite my lip to keep the weeping silent, then I become over raged and
violent.
Taring pictures of you up I can't look at you with out my heart breaking,
now I lay here counting the breaths im in-taking.
wondering if this smile is worth faking..

I Take a turn for the worst
I hit the concrete floor
The bullet in that revolver through my head it tore.

my body on the ground with my arm stretched out..still wating for the warmth
I think about...






 
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