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I was in my bed
Last night
Last time i laid upon a wooden one
I layed my head on the pillow
And i could feel something
That
almost broke my spine
Something cold and hard
Under my neck
It was freezing and was metal shaped
I held it and checked
it
It had six holes
Five blank
One bullet
And suddenly
Five thunders
One lightning
Came out from above
Like a
call of warning
Giving me a feeling
That my destiny were tied
To the very bullet of that gun
And i started to love it
And i begun to want it
Like if the bullet inside
Had life itself
And it captured my will
It wanted to come out
Come out in a
passionate erection
It wanted to come out
Come out in a explosive
passion
It was loaded, demented
So were i
It was ready, suicidal
So were i
First
shot
Nothing happened
But my heart started to beat faster
Second shot
Nothing happened
But my hand started to tremble
Third Shot
Nothing happened
But my legs begun to shake
Fourth Shot
Nothing happened
But my head felt it like
it had
Fifth Shot
Nothing happened
But my life flashed
right in front of my eyes
Sixth Shot
And my fate was sealed
But the bullet got stuck in the middle of my brain
I fell abruptly on the ground
Drooling and convulsing
My
eyes were blank
Like the six holes were now
Now that the bullet
was expelled
Infused deep into my brain
To never be extracted
Taking my life with it
To be forever a part of me
Laying me
now
In this red pillow
Made of my own blood
Like a
parasite organism
The bullet had fed
On my emotions
Of love
and hate
On my feelings
Of pleasure and pain
On my fears
Of life and death
Laying in my stone bed now
Until my
rotten body
Vanish into the dust
Leaving only a skeleton
As
cold as the bullet
Forever trapped
As
hard as the bullet
Inside my skull