Gone Baby, Gone
Middle of the night
No sound and no light
Awake
Thinking about your life
How everything went wrong
All that mistakes
And then boom
The End.
Morning
Light and sound
New day has just begun
But not for you
You’re still laying death
With bullet in your head
Cold
In blood
In your bed
Copyright © Lenny Tomallo Crnkovic | Year Posted 2008
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