an x cerpt from the war widower

whitehorse aka your boy mike t swanberg


The First bullet went through her shoulder
My god a bullet
I have seen one, held one in my hand

But I see it all now
The exit like a rose bloom
Only faster, sharper
it is lovely
Im sure that’s how she saw it

Come over here she would have said
It is like a rose
It is lovely

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the Second bullet through her leg
My god, nevermind
I don’t want to do this

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The night she left I cried
Because she didn’t want to fuck
I sat on the edge of the bed

She didn’t even kiss me
Just hummed that song
And cut her hair short in the bathroom

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Third bullet through the throat

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The fourth bullet hit her cheek
Stop this, who let them tell me

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Stop this, I see it now