I feel so bad, and so sad. For what I did, but nothing will take the blood off the walls. Hard work, pain they all make my feeling drown. I am drunk and alone something I should get used to being. Sad in my bed feeling where she used to be. Remembering how the bullet went thru her the gang was so happy to see. But was it worth the risk losing my loved one just so I can be me.
©shadowfox
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