A sinner’s abstinence

I woke up
Under the cold sun
Holding my breath
Caressing my gun
I am fighting friends
Trying not to make amends
With the youthful death
With the gleeful pain
I died in silence
A sinner’s abstinence
A soul sent
To the limit of no extent.

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