You shot the son in the back. You lied to the best thing you ever had. The murder star fades to black. To paint the picture of your attack.

Your face lingers between burning cities, with your body on self destruct. The timer has reached, double zeros. Get off the floor with the bullet in your chest.

Finger prints left in dried blood. The scent of sex left in the air is the reminder of your death. The smell of revenge on your breath.

Your face lingers between burning cities, with your body on self destruct. The timer has reached, double zeros. Get off the floor with the bullet in your chest.


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