Bonnie and Clyde

A happy ending was never written about two villains
They’ve dug two graves for us 
In the ground, we’ll rot until we disappear 
Life is too short to keep living in fear
Stop fighting this my dear
I already told you our end is near

Can’t you see that it’s us against the demons we fight?
Bonnie and Clyde with guns strapped to our thighs
Red and blue sirens are calling our names
We won’t stop until this world is in flames

We’re fighting for our sanity while saving each other
Our dreams used to be in color but even there we now suffer
Hell is the only place we can be with each other
I hope you’ve said your goodbyes to your brothers and mother
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Lamoureux Avatar
February 4, 2018 at 8:45 AM
This is a sad one. I do think they were a tragic duo. They offered each other a passionate destruction. Great to see you posted another piece.
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February 5, 2018 at 8:29 AM
When I was writing this I was thinking about how most of us can't let go of toxic relationships whether it's a romantic relationship or a friendship relationship. Thank you for always leaving a comment and reading the things I post <3
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