Study the Wounds
Truth falls heavy on the tongs of liars
Like the dying man whose feet fastened tight to the weight below
Dangly over the deepen shores
Screaming tiredly seeing visions of his life flash before his eyes
Much like a barrel plunged through the teeth of a passenger of a stolen car
Who's plea's run rapid through there brain
The end rearing its ugly head
All lives faults spread as repents
Begging for forgiveness
Once liars who's words were like knives stinging the flesh
Unseen scars burry deep
Where memories stay distilled with Jack and Daniel
Burning to numb the pain.
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