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The Point Of No Return
From me being tossed from bully to bully
I have found my solution
With in my dad’s dresser
It’s heavy
But shines like a new toy
I looked at it for a second
And start to play with it
I looked over it
My thoughts were jumbled
But I was doing the right thing
I just had to wait for the right time to strike
Is this my point of no return
Am I going to go so far
To the point that I get rid of them all
All that stands before me and the people that I hate
Its me and my gun
Walking down a path I never thought I would
Have to go through
But it is my only choice
The only chance I have to be free
The only chance I get to be me
Where no one messes with me
Where in the world I can feel like I have a chance
Walking into school I see the ones I hate
Grabbing the gun to end it all
I feel it is were I seal my faith
Two shoots of warning to let them know I’m real
Then I take two steps forward
In front of my enemy and friend
His eyes told it all
The story I have been living
I look at my friend
Who was scared out of her mind
I seen my self in her eyes
But before I could drop my gun
He tried to turn the tables on me
He grabbed my gun with all his mite
And we were just fighting to see who would win
This fight
We held our hands to the ground
Were no one could see
Then he pulled the trigger with blood
On his hands
I looked down to see
But it was not me
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