Took It At Face Value

Crows feet. Lamb or sheep, balanced upon a crows beak. Earth’s resistance looking bleak. The ground will barely tell the difference. A serious game, don’t you miss this. 360 degree eyes, I’m equipped with. Literally see it coming, in the next second, my head, a bullet will split it. Just enough time to think about regretting. Passed, more like carved through. A hole can be apart of you too. Made it’s own way, the surrounding need not move. Blood flew loose. Died standing upright. Who would’ve knew.

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