At the end of my arrow you stand tight
Scared of the fate that may befall you
Scared of the pain that will soon tear you
Scared of the horror you will now face
At the end of my arrow you kneel down
Begging forgiveness from my tortured soul
Begging for a little mercy from my bruised heart
Begging for the life that you never let me have
At the end of my arrow you lay dead
Not so scared and not so forgiven…at the end!
Felt transported to the moments you described.
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That’s a big compliment, thank you 😊
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You’re most welcome!.
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