Handle fits the hand aiming at the chest
Heavy enough to give that sense of death
Each bullet a friend discussing politics
On the coffin top coffee table
Shameless trigger finger
Dares itself into pressure
The injured lay drained humm
Under the hell stain gun
The blast spoke atrocity
It cursed out loud so rapidly
faster than an insult's sting
Body shakes spirit leaves
Killer looks away simply reloads
attempts to forget that last plea groan
heart oppressed makes the blood in cold veins run
Blood splatter indelible mark on the hell stain gun
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