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I'm gonna die
by
Frank Blacharczyk
I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die
gotta gun in my hand, ready
to fight the enemy, the elusive enemy.
Is he over there? Is he over here?
I’m gonna die because I don’t know why,
where the enemy hides.
Shadows dance over there, over here.
Gotta gun in my hands don’t know why
shooting at shadows that don’t stop dancing.
I really don’t hate anybody, though don’t like anybody either.
So why am I here?
The mirror is my enemy, what I see isn’t what I am.
There is no God who entertains, when seeking the enemy who is here, there and
everywhere
but nowhere.
The entertainers sing and dance , here and there
like flames of fires creating a shadowy play,
deceptive against a moonlit wall.
I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die I shoot my gun,
because the shadows dance and I don’t know why.
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