Inside my dark and silent room
My lifeless flesh began to rot
No one had seen my shameful doom,
When I was killed by just one shot.
I had been locked with only thought
That there was nothing left for me.
And I had got that life was nought
And only death could make me free.
So when I took my father's gun
It was too late to change my mind.
I pulled the trigger and the sun
Became extinct and left behind.
04.07.2011
Shot
© Copyright: Золотов Сергей, 2012
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