Disclaimer: I don't own a thing.
Chapter 1:
Send
away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In
these times of doing what you're told
You keep these feelings, no
one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed
by pain, as he slowly fell apart
He couldn't live anymore. His every hope and dream was shot down. He had no reason, anymore. He picked up the gun.
And
I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
Swimming through the ashes
of another life
No real reason to accept the way things have
changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
His whole life flashed through his mind, all the people he cared about the most danced in his head.
Send
a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In
a box high up on the shelf, left for you, no one else
There's a
piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight
He left a note on his desk, Sakano's name written in large lettering, clearly readable. He sighed and lifted the barrel to his temple. Finger on the trigger...