This Is For The Best

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  • Dedicated to James Silus Compton
                                    

one sad cold night

a boy sat in his chair

picked up a gun

as he ran his fingers through his hair

he sat and cried as he thought

everything that's happened

has all been my fault

he said if I was gone

this would all be better

and he told her

"I love you now more than ever"

he said "trust me

this is for the best

you will see

cause after I'm gone

no more fighting, you'll be free"

he grabbed a bullet

an put it in the gun

said, "I love you so much

but now I have to run"

he said "I'm sorry I can't take this no more.

I've let down so many people

I wish I could go back to before"

he hung up the phone

and pulled the trigger

looked down at his chest

as the pain grew bigger

his eyes filled with tears

they started to pour

as soon as his family ran in

he fell to the floor

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