Put The Gun, To My Head, by LittleMissMillie!
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Put the gun
To my head
Pull the trigger
Make me dead
No more life
No more pain
No more memories to sustain
My death will come so very quick
Without hesitation I hear the click...
The darkness is riddled with light
I fall to my knees and start to loose sight
I see the blood its running fast
Sweet relief has come at last |
Posted: 2009-10-22 21:13:41 UTC |
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2008-05-01 14:24:50 | Ashley Reneƫ *Raining Tears* |
this poem reminds me when my best freind was devastated with Green Day and she wanted to put a gun to her head |