A gunshot in the dead of night I wake from my light slumber
Impenetrable darkness outside my window
The question haunting
Who?
Lost morning dawn
No new beginning
I walk through my own fears
To find you here before me
I see your hinting smile
You comprehend my knowing glance
I step forward to meet your cold stare
The barrel stabbed into my ribs
I raise my face to the sky
Asking for him to be forgiven
The trigger, my death toll
I swallow my scream
And fall into soft nothingness
Prepare to be forgotten
Just another gunshot in the dead of night
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