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Bullet Boy
Steve

BULLET BOY

Haunted boy

So sad and remorseful

Where's your smile

You were once resourceful

Skulking around

As though your heart were broken

Searching for

Words already spoken

The need of love

The want of flesh

How by the pale of the moon

Will you make them mesh

How can you calmly

Have and eat your cake

With so much on the line

With so much at stake

Keep trying

Little bullet boy

Keep playing

With your danger toys

 

 

11/11/1997


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