Shotgun

Like glass shattering In a clean break This is the arc Of a mistake

We were like kids With a shotgun Blowing up words 'til There were none

Maybe I'm too young Maybe I'm too young Maybe we're too young To be playing with this gun

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I thought that I Could destroy it It shot & fired Missed the target

You keep coming back Hand me fractured words (?) Through the lens of time Some things can't be burned Even when they yearn To die

Maybe I'm too young Maybe I'm too young Maybe we're too young Just playing with this gun

Like glass