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This could be my last poem
As I reach for my gun hold it tight in my hand
Eyes are closed tightly breathing heavy yet so fast
Jaws are locked one bullet for me
" if you can't bring her back from the dead
In fact , I'll go to her instead''
As I reach for my gun hold it tight in my hand
Eyes are closed tightly breathing heavy yet so fast
Jaws are locked one bullet for me
" if you can't bring her back from the dead
In fact , I'll go to her instead''
Published 16th Apr 2014
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