My color fades into a shade of crimson
Blood boils over, got i just want to hit him
Emotions race
At an exponential pace
My mind flows
As my guns blows
And wastes these faces
I cant help but take a couple paces
Just for the practice
I pull a mask over my face and it
Is time to kill
Shooting ******** with my 9mil
Required time
For my rage will always be blind
Ratatat tat
Iron leaps from my gat
As the sound from my gun
makes children and god become one
My stomach churns
And my chest burns
********, im bleeding
My time if fleeting
I take out a couple of more kids
by popping them in the ribs
I fall to the ground
And i cant help but drown
With a smile
God, i was so far away, nearly made it by a mile
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