PsychoKitten
Bluelight Crew
I open my eyes, I stand alone
the carnage that I must see
the smell of blood hangs in the air
and chokes me with the potency
I walk close to where I now can see
a young boy struggle to stand
He reaches up to touch my face
as I kneel and take his hand
he falls painfully to his knees
on the word mother he draws his last breath
and his face, peaceful now
as he lies in death
Lying there he can not hear
neither can he see
a promising future now stripped bare
why couldn't it be me?
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The only thing I'm good at is being bad.
the carnage that I must see
the smell of blood hangs in the air
and chokes me with the potency
I walk close to where I now can see
a young boy struggle to stand
He reaches up to touch my face
as I kneel and take his hand
he falls painfully to his knees
on the word mother he draws his last breath
and his face, peaceful now
as he lies in death
Lying there he can not hear
neither can he see
a promising future now stripped bare
why couldn't it be me?
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The only thing I'm good at is being bad.
