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Day Dream
A gun to my head about to pull, I start to wonder if my funeral will be full, Clap! Clap! No I am not dead, That is just something falling off the bed. I can hear the ringing of a bell, Not even dead as yet, but it is time to go to hell. I start to wonder a lot of crop, Hell is far I think I am going to need a map. I might have to pay a toll, Don't know really that was what i was told. It happen now there is a hole in my brain, Surprised! Because I didn't feel a second of pain. This gun for a moment didn't even stick, I have to say it was so quick. I will be missed, But of course I knew why I did this, Now all of this pain will go away, It's over now not another day. Also I guess doing this thing just amazed me, Killing myself was crazy. Maybe! What the hell it's time to wake up! Now I think I want to live, Won't forget but at least forgive.
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