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Shotgun Deconstruction
He reeked of death
Eyes glazed over
Hollow
Fucking my thinking
Breaths full of regret
Shedding the mass produced thoughts of the world
My heartache like cancer
Spreading
Puncture my lungs
As cold steel scrapes over the covering of my bones
The pain
Infectious
Words like bullets
Carving into my flesh
Eyes glazed over
Hollow
Fucking my thinking
Breaths full of regret
Shedding the mass produced thoughts of the world
My heartache like cancer
Spreading
Puncture my lungs
As cold steel scrapes over the covering of my bones
The pain
Infectious
Words like bullets
Carving into my flesh
Published 19th Nov 2009
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