Revenge or not

Theres a eerie path
That ends in a bloodbath
Man what a aftermath

He got so attached
His family collapsed he's tryna attack
Oh please someone help
Someone make him relax
But no one wants to interact

And that the problem
The evilness has blossom
His soul has rotten
And its gonna cost him

He says "I miss you austin"
While hes exhausted talking to a coffin

Hes on a killing spree
All for his best friend
That he trys to defend
He hit a dead end now he don't know whatta do
he blew it
Now hes so freaken screwed

(Sorry if its bad but i tried, thank you hope you like it)

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