Where I Stand
Lost in my shadow
drenched in my pain
watching myself die
as my tears fall down like rain
scared of my surroundings
not knowing where i stand
watching my cutts bleed
as the blood rolls down my hand
crawling to a cornor to curl up and die
drowning in my sins as i sit and wonder why
but i cannot escape it
its apart of me now
you did this to me
so tip your hat and take a bow
i hope your proud of your job well done
cause now i am standing here holding a gun
fixing to die alone like i planned
i guess i will never find out exactually where i stand.
-Spencer Coggsdale dedicated to Luis Arizpe
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