Can't clot won't heal
It should hurt it should bleed
I just don't feel the need
Bloated bullet past sleeping sentry
No jagged hole just silent entry
A hunters selection
With a cruel, cool predilection
My unguarded chalice
Your drag me down malice
Play out your life
On the edge of a knife
Talk may be cheap
But it cuts just as deep
A well worn dart
Straight to the heart
Your aim was true
But you missed
didn't you...
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