When.....
When the arguing, shouting, fighting is done
bullets remain, put down the gun.
Nobody is dying Nobody dead. The wounds remain in the head.
Flashbacks occur silent instead, as I lay breathing in your bed. Nobody is dying Nobody dead
I tell myself in my head.
The mind is wonderful a true delight
Suspision lies in wait to give a fright
If caught you stumble and fall to the ground, dark and murky is where suspicion lies.
Suspicion lies in the abuse of trust and forever remains the DEVILS DUST
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