Oh my dearest one
We've destroyed on another
Empty bullet gun
Blood runs colder by the weather
Nerves send trouble
And my hand now it trembles
Piles useless rubble
My fingers shotgun never fumbled
keeping us together
Like the stitches on a sweater
Fading bitter memory
Just wait it only gets better
Sounding loud obnoxious
Everything gold seems to gleam
Stomache turns nautious
Please tell me you believe
Hearts strangled restless
Keeping this to the theme...
I know my words are pointless now
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