Salvation
Say something
Say anything
Say all things…they want to hear
Please don’t
Please listen
You have time to spare
Time
Is what we’re talking about
After all
Is done
You’ll realize what you left behind
With eyes shut tight
And a mind made up
Up up
Hold your gun up
Its your only salvation now
Time is slipping from you
And faster then it should be
But you are not afraid
Hold your gun up its your only salvation now
Your hands are trembling
And you squint to see
Off in the distance
Two years in the past
A former self
With time to spend considering life
But that time is over and you’ve hastily made your choices
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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