Transfusion
im going to keep firing until the endyou think that its a joke
think im going to bend
you better be careful because the gun
is to your head
theres blood stains on my hands
as you fall to the floor
the trigger pulled
i shot the pain
enveloping us in discord
no tears left to cry
yet nowhere to hide
all you had to do
was disappear from my eyes
theres blood stains on my hands
as i fall to the floor
the bullets flew
all my fears have come true
transfusing me with you
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