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Nov 2010
I wish you'd shown mercy
And shot me in the heart.
I'd be quietly sleeping,
Not pleading with the dark.

Now this bullet in my lung
burrows, night after night.
With each word, each breath, it sinks,
Deeper, farther from light.
Written by
Ryan Buckley
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   --- and Shelby Nichole
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