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Trapped inside my own head,

Writing by black light on my bed,

Thoughts of you fill my mind,

It's all I can do to keep my life,

I long to be by your side,

But I know that's not right,

So, if I don't write,

Know that I'm still alright,

I'm just finally ending all this pain,

Not by putting a bullet in my brain,

This gun is pointed at my chest,

Before I go I must confess,

Though my heart is ripped and torn,

I figured, unlike Romeo you should be warned,

In this gun that I've got,

There's not a single shot.

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SonictHedgehog SonictHedgehog
18-21, M
Mar 17, 2009