Silently,
So as not
To wake you
Stealthily
I load
Your gun
I am a traitor
Safely behind
Enemy lines
Sweetly infiltrated
This unit
Without trying
So I sit here
Lips caressing
The barrel
Of my latest
Mistake
Cocked
And ready
Fingers itch
To spread my
Mind out
Like seeds
Of discontent
Onto your floor
I can't stand
Hearing my heart
Cracking in my
Chest
And I'm tired
Of waiting
For the bombs
To ignite
I hear the sirens
Screaming in the
Distance
Coming for me
But I believe
I've finally found
An effective
Silencer
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