Deep and dark,
My thoughts dwell.
Cold metal just out of reach.
A savoir that kills,
All that they thought was true.
Just hand me the gun.
The trigger will save,
The lonely and the guilty.
A last chance to save us.
The demon he tells,
A story indeed,
To show what was lost.
The lighter of hope he stole.
Just hand me the gun.
The trigger will save,
The lonely and the guilty.
A last chance to save us.
The angel she saves,
Lives that I know,
Avoiding her was the trick,
And now here we stand,
A fight to the death.
Just hand me the gun.
The trigger will save,
The lonely and the guilty.
A last chance to save us all.
No more questions.
No more answers
No more hope left for us.
No more hope left for us.
Just hand me the gun.
The trigger will save,
The lonely and the guilty.
A last chance to save us all.
A last chance to save us all.
There are two sides to every story.
There is good and evil.
There is dark and light.
You chose your side.
Now don't expect me to change to.
Hellish Hate
-Jester John
All this constant war between my thoughts......For all the times when indescivieness comes into play. , Continue to wonder what is the right, what is wrong?? is there really such a thing or is it just a moral belif system that we have. When i am for something but alll i seem to do, or say is going against it. How is this even possible . All the nights that are rentlessly sleepless, and soo dark and long ..... This is the enjoyment of my time. where the thoughts of sorrow come forth and I continue my empty thinking . Thank you cold,long, silent nights.
-hellprettykity
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