Bullet
Blessing of silver, wrapped in fire
End my life, burn my desire
There is no use in living again
When the last pursuit ended in vain
Should I put you through my head
As I lay on my deathbed
Or shall I send you through my heart
Already dead and torn apart
I thought this time it would change
And the destiny would rearrange
I thought that this was the love I awaited
Yet again, it got deflated
My dear bullet, my last hope
End it all so I can cope
Bring me the peace so I can rest
End this mockery which I detest
I want to cry, I wish I could
To ease the pain that I withstood
But nothing will change, there is no use
Romance is none but the heart’s abuse
When you love with all your being
And ignore the omens you are seeing
A bullet is your only cure
To end the torture you endure
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