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Bullets and Stars


vp83

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Tonight I didn't choose to run

Oh, blind sniper

What have I done...

Even beside you I am aimless

 

So I watch you, aimless one

As your bullets break the sky

Smashing into stars

And I can't even try

 

I find myself here wishing

I could live with such precision

I find myself here wishing

I could live with each decision

I find myself here wishing

Upon each and every star

Until they're murdered by your bullets

In galaxies afar

 

(And the moon just watches.

Half a man.

The other half silhouetted against the burning rain

The war-torn sky.

Only those who look hard enough can see his other half

Only those who care to dream)

 

So, I find myself here placing

Broken stars upon the shelf

I find myself wishing a lot

But I never find myself

 

And I spit at you, crescent moon...

Why can't you turn my tide

You just watch blind snipers'

Bullets and stars collide

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I appreciate it But, I think you can write. I think anybody can. It might not even sound good to you when it's done. It doesn't matter to me. If you like to write, just do it. If you don't want to, you don't even ever have to show it to anyone. Try!

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