The cold taste of steel
In your mouth,
The faint scent of gunpowder
Stings your throat.
Just a shiver
On the trigger
And a hot wad of lead
Tears a hole
Severing your cerebellum,
Bringing an end to everything,
Except the darkness.
5/9/18
The cold taste of steel
In your mouth,
The faint scent of gunpowder
Stings your throat.
Just a shiver
On the trigger
And a hot wad of lead
Tears a hole
Severing your cerebellum,
Bringing an end to everything,
Except the darkness.
5/9/18
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