Bloodshed
I'm all alone now.
There's no one who will
watch my back.
Mydays seem numbered.
I am lost and confused.
I am out of my element.
No one knows who or
what I really am.
The days draw closer and
closer together.
Where as time seems to
be on an infinate roller coster.
Will my life ever turn out
right in the end or is
it all just pretend?
This world will regret
what it's done to me
.They handed me the bullet
now my hands are stained
red with blood. Nothing you can do
to stop me! Bring it on! We'll see who's
next on this list of mine and we'll se the end
and all the blood that has been shed.
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