He approached me in red
A fellow of 20
We could've been friends
But he and I senselessly armed
Predetermined enemies
marked by a flag
We could've swapped stories
of our hope of returning to the past
We both fired, I to he
felled down with dignity
We could've been friends
But he is dead rather than me
Unfortunate situation
I had more luck than he
We could've been friends
Before the madness and mayhem and ******
The sad thing is,
We could've been friends.
If we weren't victims
of circumstance.
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 9:22 PM UTC
He approached me in red
A fellow of 20
We could've been friends
But he and I senselessly armed
Predetermined enemies
marked by a flag
We could've swapped stories
of our hope of returning to the past
We both fired, I to he
felled down with dignity
We could've been friends
But he is dead rather than me
Unfortunate situation
I had more luck than he
We could've been friends
Before the madness and mayhem and ******
The sad thing is,
We could've been friends.
If we weren't victims
of circumstance.
