Why is it that a discussion turns into a war zone,
With bullets flying with the intentro kill not wound,
I asked you a simple question that you turned back on me,
I think your purposely trying to damage me.
The same voice repeating the same refrain,
Is it seriously the plan to continue with impunity,
You're not ready to be free so you decide to imprison me,
I'll ask again nicely before this gets ugly,
Are you purposely trying to damage me?
My bones are aching I feel it deep,
My belief in you is fading and fading fast,
Your pathological nature has overtaken our lives,
Is it too late for buyers remorse,
Cause I truly believe your trying to damage me.
You came out guns blazing,
I was unprepared for your ferocity,
The slugs hit as if in slow motion the flash blinding in its intensity.
The crack deafening as you empty the clip,
Are you wanting more than to simply damage me?
My slugs met yours in a display of fiery sparks,
Your attempts to degrade me resulting in flesh wounds,
So you tried a different approach.
Two full clips expended for all to see,
Four of your slugs did penetrate deep,
Leaving behind festering wounds but not enough to kill,
You were unable to discard me in the manner you would have preferred.
I'd say again that your purpose was to damage me but I no longer believe that to be true,
You meant to pulverize my insides with all 17 in your clip but my bullets proved to be fatal,
I left you bleeding out onto the floor.
I put an end to you before you put an end to me.
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