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Lights are flashing,
Sirens sound,
The hole is in the head,
Of the corpse on the ground.

You don't know what happened,
You probably should run,
A very good idea since,
You're holding a smoking gun.

Running through the forest,
Don't think about the kill,
The thought of his dead eyes,
Only makes you ill.

Was this the first time?
Will it be the last?
You knew this man,
once in the past.

No, don't think about it,
Push from your mind his death,
And for goodness sake, man,
Stop holding your breath!

You might have guessed,
Always doubted,
Now you're sure though,
Your mind has gotten crowded.

You had always feared,
someone else was in your head,
And now it seems,
He wants everyone dead.

The time has come,
You know what you must do,
This new resolution,
Is long over due.

To save the world from yourself,
No longer can you hide,
It's sad, yes, but it's true,
You must commit... suicide.
©2008-2009 ~The-Messenjah2004
:iconthe-messenjah2004:

Author's Comments

One morning I was inspired to write out of no where and this is what came out of my head. I no there are some weak parts and I tried kinda hard to rhyme in one verse but regardless I like it. Also this is no indication of my mental state, I'm perfectly fine.

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I like this very much. It took me by surprise actually for it reminds me a little bit of something I wrote called "Torn." The perspective, of course, is quite different but they seem to be closely linked. Feel free to check it out if you wish. Lovely job here.

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