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Jan 2021
I'd die for you...
You'd die for me...
That was the deal...
An unspoken pact...
When we whispered, together forever.


Now the blood runs cold...
In the ground where you left me...
Covered me in bullet holes...
With the words that you said to me.


You said to me once, no one gets left behind.
And I trusted you and your Web of lies.
Now the blood runs cold...
In the ground where you left me...
Covered in the bullet holes, with my own gun you shot me.


You shot me, not once or twice but three times to make sure I'd die.
Now the ground weeps in cold blood.


I look up at your face and give you a sad smile, with a choking breath I tell you it's okay... Without you, I'd still survive.


Now here I am, still standing with the gun wounds you left me with... And a stronger will to live, to breathe and stay alive.
Written by
Its-me-your-broken-demons92  28/F/South of England
(28/F/South of England)   
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