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.45 God
The knife, the pistol, my canvas, my end...
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Heartbeats fall and I'm crying
What have you done
What have you done
Blood drips down and I'm laughing
What have you done
What have you done

I won't let the blood stay in the veins
& it haunts me, languid

Lethargic and stagnant
What have I done
What have I done
Suddenly placid as I mumble
What have I done
What have I done

One bullet is all that I ask
GAY GOD on my epitaph
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