::: Drive-by Suicide :::

Though they don't know
The seeds were planted long ago
I lived another muddled soul
So cold can't grow
Feel so old can't go slow
Move low to keep hidden
The last car was ridden
An hour ago
My last trigger pulled
My first gun held years ago
My mind has been fooled
My heart broken long ago
The fears lost alone
My soul faded slow
No home of my own to miss as I go

Written by: ~ Beatnik D

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