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The gun in her hand, will bring happiness as planned. I said “I’d take that bullet too, but darling you, still, Have so much to give even after the paintings did, so artist please, paint yourself a breeze I’m careful to talk and I watch where I walk but I always run, getting lost on my way to the sun. I craft poetry with melody to keep sanity in these awful streets. the money I had went to beer on tap, for creativity, at least that’s how I see. Now these, piano keys get pressed ease, they’ll relax me, through there harmonies. So if you sleep, dream of peace You must get to the coast, the salt water is close. The land and the sea collide possibilities. The family you once had, is all in the past. They’ve given up on you, and your eternal doom. So consider your sins, though god is not within, not within you or I, or the stars and moon in the sky, but the path that you take, a united mistake, where your life falls through, god cannot save you. when your life falls through, god will not save you. The gun in my hand will bring happiness as planned. She said “before you do, think this through, Can you recall what you did last fall? You saved my life, kept me from going into the light, but if you go, I will go, god will not save you & I can’t too.
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