I laid the incense on the counter
Quite angrily, too.
The day wasn’t quite a ruin;
Because it wasn’t about you.
Put my gun back in its holster
Today isn’t the day.
Can want this all over with
But I can’t wish it away.
Smelled the scent of orange
Saw blue in the sky.
They told me I’d feel better
But I’d really need to try.
I laid the incense on the counter
Reeling from my loss.
The day was absolute ruin
And I, quite cross.
Took my gun out of the holster
Today is the day!
I’ll take this shot for freedom;
They can’t take that away.
Smelled the scent of gunpowder
Tears hit the ground.
Today I lit the incense
Tomorrow I’ll be found.
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