TW: guns, violence, death.
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it's all fun and games until the guns come out,
spilling blood across marble floors as easily as you did with your words to my heart.
it's all fun and games until the safety is turned off,
and the barrel is now pointed at you. (at me? at one point, we were one and the same, maybe we still are.)
it's all fun and games until there's steel to your temple,
and you press up against it, like the sick masochist you are. (the one you pretend to be.)
it's all fun and games until the trigger is pulled,
and now there's blood on my hair, on the stairs, on the wall-- (mingled with vomit, all on my favorite jacket.)291Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgIPIuPZYiz
it's all fun and games until there's plastic crinkling underfoot,
dripping carmine on white carpet as you sit and stare (lips spread in a familiar, teasing grin.)291Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4oB95qEvzz
damnit, why do you haunt me, even as your body is buried ten feet under (the extra four for the height you always said you lacked, maybe if you're tall enough you'll finally forget about me, small and alone.) and your blood scrubbed out of jean fabric and black converses.291Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8W9fhBIxR3
who am I kidding, 291Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfsIdkkOaXA
it's all fun and games 291Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbEjc8WKiEH
until it isn't.291Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlg2orLHnV3
and then Add to home screen.