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Deathly Confession
One night last summer my friends and I did something awful,
At the time we were fucked up on a whole shit load of meth.
That doesn't make what we did right I know it was unlawful ,
While we sat around high we talked about torture and death.
My friend Brian was the one who actually put the idea out there,
He once told me that his mom used to torture him with a twitch
Brian was the type of person who killed helpless animals on a dare,
I remember when he made a dog eat adderal until it fell over sick.
My other friend Georgie was the goth and he liked wearing make up,
One time Brian called him a queer and asked him to give him head.
Georgie got upset but he wasn't one to stand his ground and be tough,
He avoided confrontations at all costs no matter what was done or said.
I thought Brian was joking when he said that he wanted to kill someone,
I laughed out audibly but when I looked around no one seen the humor.
As the Bon fire blazed upon the last logs,Brian whispered;"I've got a gun."
He was as serious as insane and amongst us friends there wasn't a murmur.
After the fire burned out everyone except for me did a few more lines of meth,
While tweaked out of his mind Brian began to flaunt the gun he said he stole,
He walked over to Georgie and put the gun to his head and said;"time to confess."
"Confess you're a fag!"Brian yelled,Georgie jerked back then I heard the pistol.
"BANG!" The explosion was loud and the smell of sulfur was almost nauseating ,
The fire was smoldering and white smoke was eerily blanketing the area around,
I glanced at Brian who was smiling and I wondered what could be so entertaining,
Before catching sight of Georgie who was more likely dead before he hit the ground.
At the time we were fucked up on a whole shit load of meth.
That doesn't make what we did right I know it was unlawful ,
While we sat around high we talked about torture and death.
My friend Brian was the one who actually put the idea out there,
He once told me that his mom used to torture him with a twitch
Brian was the type of person who killed helpless animals on a dare,
I remember when he made a dog eat adderal until it fell over sick.
My other friend Georgie was the goth and he liked wearing make up,
One time Brian called him a queer and asked him to give him head.
Georgie got upset but he wasn't one to stand his ground and be tough,
He avoided confrontations at all costs no matter what was done or said.
I thought Brian was joking when he said that he wanted to kill someone,
I laughed out audibly but when I looked around no one seen the humor.
As the Bon fire blazed upon the last logs,Brian whispered;"I've got a gun."
He was as serious as insane and amongst us friends there wasn't a murmur.
After the fire burned out everyone except for me did a few more lines of meth,
While tweaked out of his mind Brian began to flaunt the gun he said he stole,
He walked over to Georgie and put the gun to his head and said;"time to confess."
"Confess you're a fag!"Brian yelled,Georgie jerked back then I heard the pistol.
"BANG!" The explosion was loud and the smell of sulfur was almost nauseating ,
The fire was smoldering and white smoke was eerily blanketing the area around,
I glanced at Brian who was smiling and I wondered what could be so entertaining,
Before catching sight of Georgie who was more likely dead before he hit the ground.
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