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It's alien to think, it's touch to breathe,
It's hard to understand what it all means...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
My only wish, is inner peace,
The tranquility that's greatly missed...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
Is life but a dream, that won't let go,
One more kick should make it so...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
It looks so simple, or so it seems,
Catching bullets with your teeth...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
It's hard to understand what it all means...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
My only wish, is inner peace,
The tranquility that's greatly missed...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
Is life but a dream, that won't let go,
One more kick should make it so...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
It looks so simple, or so it seems,
Catching bullets with your teeth...
Bullets stop, and then they end,
They make it all seem right again...
Well, I have no idea what got into me... It's been many years since I did anything like this, but I figured I'd at least leave one last parting gift before I go on my month-long leave from work (and in turn a month without internet... lol).
So.... Enjoy.
So.... Enjoy.
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You should definitely write poetry more often