balloon

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all the pretty colors on the walls

they shouted and banged

clanged and rang in my ears until the demons screamed for mercy

I licked the trigger

I liked the metal, the copper taste

burnt and burning

and the door flew open in dad's clumsy rage

and then he saw it. the light

my knight

and I pierced his face in a rich hue

a smiling balloon

an explosion of joy

a mess

I'd never seen my dad so happy than the time his brains painted the wall

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