Load your gun again and watch the whole world fall
One sorry albeit equally unapologetic soul at a time
Sip or so much as one-mouthful-at-a-time your wine
while their each ‘n’ every shoulder begins to slump, you pumping them hard all courtesy of the rigid fingers within your other hand
Empty faces drop… then their eyes so much as pop!
A silent-killer degree of animosity will all too suitably float this morning’s particular boat
On off to the Seychelles where nobody ever gets to find out
Christ, words just cannot describe what having that gun inside of my hand does to my eyes!

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