desert eagle
Details are quite hazy.
I swear I'm not crazy.
I faintly remember aching
what do you mean, faking?
Blood dripped and creeped
on floor then slowly sipped
down the sink. I was on brink
of fetching me a sink
Correct me if I'm wrong
but, wasn't there a song
you sung while I longed
to go and get belonged?
I can't recall the exact words
but, it has something about crossroads
dreams and such, destiny and good lord
I guess dragons too. Maybe blessed swords.
Well, what am I to do?
sit here and just let you
cut slices out of left few
strands of my sanity. Noeew.
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