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Jan 2016
Its almost ready
In 5...4...
I can feel it
The spotlight growing brighter
Everything is on me
I'm the star of this one man show
Its always been me
Just me and the friends I create
The voices I put names to
3...2...1...
ShowTime!!
Sound of the gun emptying
This Shakespeare play starting
The way all others end
I shouldn't run
For the first time im a holy man
The curtains close
Ready for act 2
5...4...
There's so many chapters
Too many loves
Oh so many more lives
Wasted wondering how this will end
It seems so simple
The answers before you
I'm a false Romeo
Looking for my Juliet
I'm Macbeth hungry for power
3...2...1...
The stage is set
Audience vacant
Only mannequins attend
Production still going
My mouth moves
Yet words make no sound
Its a silent film
In slow motion
Fast forward please to where I'm happy
Where love attends all acts
But I'm misguided by a wish I made
On a star that went out
Call the curtains
Hand me the loaded gun
I'll send you all off
With a au revoir and **** it
Trigger slams back
Curtains fall
Standing ovation
Only 2 acts
My name was recited
Age was announced
And the reason this was another tragedy
The stage was set
I put on a play
Pretending to be happy
Knowing all to well
I'm nothing in the eyes of society
Another corpse
Another obituary
Another paycheck
Director will call cut
And my job is done
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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