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Description
And with this bullet lodged in my chest,
covered with your name, I will turn myself into a gun, because I'm hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own. I'll be your
slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting, walking around with this bullet inside me like the bullet was already there, like it's been waiting inside me the whole time.
- Richard Siken

Description
And with this bullet lodged in my chest,
covered with your name, I will turn myself into a gun, because I'm hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own. I'll be your
slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting, walking around with this bullet inside me like the bullet was already there, like it's been waiting inside me the whole time.
- Richard Siken