Someone woke up today,
but they won't be waking up tomorrow.
Thanks to you.
And there are a bed and a cover,
that wont be touched nor occupied tonight.
Because their owner, won't be going home.
For ever.
And meanwhile we close our eyes,
souls are opening their's to a more beautiful place.
And as he takes his final breath,
he sees the starless sky,
for the very last time.
He closes his eyes.
He flies.
Sound of sirens,
the background music.
Its going to shake,
like an earthquake.
But then,
an eternal bliss.
And if you say,
you did not kill us with your bullets,
then why do we feel, dead?
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