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On January 13, 2014

I have a gun in my hand,
this morning I have no smile,
this sadness of my rage
on my fingertips ready to destroy.

I'm losing all my battles,
I'm failing in all the wars,
without a word to share,
without anyone to ask for a help,
and the time is now...

I have the fire at my mind,
this morning I'm leaving my home blind,
on my fingertips I'm tossing this table
that life has served me to enjoy.