Felt while heard the shot rings clear
Treasonous lungs fill with thick blood I draw in to run
My own desire for strength betrays me here

The brush blurs as I drive through it
I stop for rest and fall as my legs go numb
There is only blue until a silhouette steps forward against the sun

Go on do it; I know there's another slug in the barrel by now
Give me a little help to keep my dignity this last moment
The rifle sounds one more time and I look at the bright expanse of blue once more
Heartpierced this time through

09/23/2005

Author's Note: A bit awkward, but perhaps I can do something with it in time.

Posted on 09/23/2005
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