"How are you doing?"
He asked, plastic smile wide.
Playing with a bullet between his fingers,
Considering homicide.
A peace symbol on the wall behind him.
Hypercritical state of mind.
Tells me that he loves his family,
So it's confusing to find,
That he bombs others in another country.
Practicing homicide.
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 12:33 PM UTC
"How are you doing?"
He asked, plastic smile wide.
Playing with a bullet between his fingers,
Considering homicide.
A peace symbol on the wall behind him.
Hypercritical state of mind.
Tells me that he loves his family,
So it's confusing to find,
That he bombs others in another country.
Practicing homicide.
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