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       By: 100suicides Date: July 24, 2015, 2:19 pm
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       The backseat of a moving car I'm cut loose from the city. The
       night has guided the skyscrapers in silver. Every brick wall is
       covered in graffiti. The symbol of a green v and a syringe in
       the middle reminds me. V for valkyre the drug the red and blue
       of the police cars in the snow. Something goes clank in the
       night a gunshot to take me back to the beginning.
       I used to be a happy business owner with a loving wide and child
       until I was offered an opportunity. An under the table deal to
       make the drug the drug that had ruined countless lives. And
       mine.
       Sitting in a crummy diner months later talking to a dirty cop
       across from me.
       "To get to the source we need to talk to jack lapino."
       Musta been there a sign of things to come the fear in his eyes.
       The darkness in the coffee I was drinking the way my berretta
       dug painfully into my side but we were blonde to it then.
       Refusing to see it. Later that night Max copper the buisness
       tycoon was erased from the databases and a nex max took its
       place. The career criminal with a mile long rap sheet. Couple
       days ago it all came crashing down like a winter storm and u was
       caught in the vast desert between right and wrong no road signs
       on a crash course to the mob nothing to lose. The NYPD was
       tracking me by the empty she'll casings that I left behind. I
       was looking for answers but with every gunshot was just a whole
       with more questions leaking out. Like a pool of blood spreading
       in the snow.
       The car stops by the traffic light outside the light paints the
       snow red like the whole city was in flames but inside the
       shadows of a car was all done in blue I know I'm lying to
       myslef. Know amount of pain killers can keep the truth away no
       lie to hide I'm not really in the back of a car it diddint start
       in the diner with Alex. It started 3 years ago in my bedroom and
       I haven't left that room since. Killer lying dead on the floor
       Michelle dead next to me. Bullet holes like ruby's on her chest
       our baby's crying cut short. That gunshot like an escalamation
       mark to end it all. I can hear the echoes. The gun was fused to
       my hand from then on especially now the ciry painted on the
       windows of the car it's heartbeat under the tires. I tired 100
       times time to try again.
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