Gunshots go off in the head of a man with a gun in his hand
He pictures an unload of the clip, and a picture of the clothes he was in, only picture to remember him by.
And it's nights like these when he's filled with regret that he thinks of wound drawing blood from his head.
|death|
find solace in his demise
Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 12:55 PM UTC
Gunshots go off in the head of a man with a gun in his hand
He pictures an unload of the clip, and a picture of the clothes he was in, only picture to remember him by.
And it's nights like these when he's filled with regret that he thinks of wound drawing blood from his head.
|death|
find solace in his demise
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