Poetry.

touch me like you’d touch a gun
feel the heat as you stroke the trigger
you can’t stop thinking about the words I say
every lie sinks deep within
think real hard and you’ll see i’ve sinned
but you still love me

touch me like you’re having fun
light the fuse set to explode
kill them all
kill them all
squeeze the trigger on a darkened window
and watch the gladd fly right into your soul

kill me to watch my blood run
freeze your heart with each blow
kill them all
kill them all
deny freedom to the thoughts in your imagination

STOP

 

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