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The Angel's Suicide

 

The light was too bright

So he hid from the sun

In his dark palace

He held the gun

Closed his eyes

And held his breath

Gripping the gun

Waiting for death

Placed his fingers

In perfect position

The gun well loaded

Full of ammunition

Raising the gun

Up to his head

He ran from life

Choosing death instead

Pulled the trigger

And fired the shot

Dropped the gun

The barrel still hot

And in that split second

Before he died

I swear I saw it

My angel cried...

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