Back and Forth, the guns afire. I see a man, the man i admire. Shots pierce his heart. Now i must watch, the body:soul part. The body, Ragged and torn, The soul, Still caught on a horn, of Satan that is. For he did not live, a life admired. So now he lives, Inside the FIRE.....
Reason for writing:
life
Birth sign: Pisces
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