Category : Diary/Journal

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Bullets running threw my mind, 
Laughing like a demon from the wild ,
Wildly playing with fire we never faltered, 
Laughing like jackles with a fresh meal on mind , hunted and dine
Feircely trying not to cry 
I remember you so fondly before you died
I think every day I can't wait to dance with the fire, 
Not minding the wild ,
Calling to the moon and gods to doubt us,
Well be together again and I can't wait, 
Leaving in a poison , that infect so many lives and feast and so many die
I fight the beast and no matter of mine you are my bullets and each day I cry wishing you hadn't died
Of  a substance that is swift and maddening and plagues so many live most not escaping , no mind of mine for you are my bullets , beloved brother and pit bull tamer lover and savior.