Pistol Prophecy

by The Black Angel Lloyd Rose   Apr 9, 2006


Please, for me, live another day,
Please take my hand and put the pistol away.
You are tearing me apart,
I never want another friend to part.
Please, give me your heart to mend,
It's what I would do for a friend.
Don't feel you are alone,
I am with you, even in your own little zone.
Don't let the teardrops fall,
I'll help you to your knees, you've no reason to crawl.
You aren't worthless, nothing's your fault,
Why look to your heart and perform an assault?
Damn it what is it that you can't see?
I am here for you and always will be.

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