They see my demise
The oracles of death
Can see my demise
They see my flame
Being extinguished
They see loaded guns
Cold steel locked
Barrel of a gun
And my life is none
One shot fired
Deaf ears
Broken hearts
Sobering cries
unfounded lies
Spirits lifting
The heavens calling
My number is up
Killed at my prime
Committed no crime
No witness seen
No justice given
Breathless
They killed me
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