Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
MissTaken · 36-40, F
Aren’t we all from the moment we are born
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That's okay. We're all dyin'