Mama [Not done]

by Flynel   Aug 4, 2009


Pushed himself to the outside
Glas and blood on the floor
He took his dads car
Riding faster than a bullet
Hoping he would find the portal
Broken from his mistakes
Wish he could forget it all

With red tears on his hand
He took the gun from the back seat
The demon in his life
So black and shiny
The red pieces from his mother

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