No Parental Care

He froze time with one bullet
(“my eyes burn”)
Fired
To miss me
But struck my future
Taking the city’s past
(“all I could be”)
for a spin

Now knee deep in love
As vengeance
(“And like the child down
a well”)
continuing to fall
(“heavy?”)
in tarnished armour
but feeling forever
just.

But I now fear
I have
become
the dark
that I was lost in right
(“left turn,
out of the city limits”)
at the beginning
of all this.

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