Bullet Proof
Some believe in the Big Bang Theory,
but who created the bang?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Reminds me of the shots I heard during the war.
But this time it created by far
a greater effect, leaving proof.
Here I thought I was bullet proof,
but I vanished like vapor, poof!
Some wanted to collect the broken pieces
but the bond we shared wasn't fair.
For they were my concept
and I, their conception.
Which lead to no reproduction.
Seems like this is a rough draft, a rough path
or more like starting from scratch.
Bang!
Just one shot but left with a million scars.
Wish the bullet was aimed at my heart.
At least then it would be internal bleeding.
It's unfortunate that my face was at stake
cause despite the make-up
there goes your bullet proof
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