Under theses stars are were your illusions disappear and you notice that you stand alone in with plains as far as you can see. The moon raises high above the crisp dry sky, breaking through the darkness with its shine. The eerie silence becomes to be all to familiar and the darkness begins to feed on your loneliness. Suddenly you get hit by a cold draught, sending a chill down your spine. You think you hear something creeping within the darkness behind you and turn around hesitating to what you think is a trap. As you turn back you feel a warm breath along your neck ... your body freezes still with fear and regret. You think to yourself how cliché this seems but still your body is frozen from what sudden shock, you feel to barrels push against your back, cold ... heartless. You suddenly break into laughter and then drop onto the grass, with the blood running down the wound in your back...
You laugh and tuck the shot gun back into your inner jacket and leave me on the ground using nothing more than your shoe to kick me onto my back.
If you had my life within your hands, and I asked you to let me go ... would you?
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some how this makes me sad :(
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