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What Is The Price?

Bang is the sound that the guns makes,
and slice is the sound of a knife,
but can anyone tell me what the price is,
when you take an innocent life?
Bang... there goes the gun,
and slice... there goes the knife,
now tell me what the sound was,
when you took that little girl's life.

Everything I need, everything I want,
is constantly pulling me from the top.
Everything I see, everything I hear,
always adding onto my fear.
Everything I touch, everything I feel,
keeps pulling me away from here.

What can I do? What can I do to make it up to you?
What can I say, what can I say that'll help me find my way?
If I beg and I plead, if I fall to my knees,
will you welcome me with open arms?
...Please welcome me with open arms...

I'm sorry for my mistakes.

And bang was the sound that the gun made,
and slice was the sound of the knife,
and I can tell you what the price was,
when I took that little girls life.

Everything I need, everything I want,
is constantly pulling me from the top.
Everything I see, everything I hear,
always adding onto my fear.
Everything I touch, everything I feel,
keeps pulling me away from here.

I'm sorry...
I'm sorry for what I've done,
I just want that little girl back,
and no one can tell you how much it hurts,
to know that I'll never get that.

Author notes

Not necessarily about killing SOMEONE, more about killing ONES SELF. again, not necessarily about ME, but about someone. o yeah, when i said killing, i don't really mean death of a body...sorry if this is confussing, if you want me to explain more you can pm me, if you don't care, then...well, good for you. INNOCENCE!!! thats wat it's called, couldn't think of the word for a while lol

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  • storiesuntold gold member
    March 11

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    Very good write here

    There are many ways of losing ones innocents and yes their is a sound and often a silence so loud it can drive oneself mad . Like a vacume within the soul screaming for life to return . Eyes wide open yet hollow no shine to them and fixed on no where . Sad it is how youbecome a shell sitting alone with tear tracks yet no tears left to fall . What is the price for the life led by only one yourself and the shame for once you realize it youfeel you have no one to turn to . Never be ashamed of being human for we have all made bad mistakes in our lives .Its yours for the taking to turn it around for your first priority is to make yourself happy then oncew acomplished the rest will fall into place .Believe it and live today