Shot Gun

by KAT   Jan 3, 2006


YOUR MOUTH IS A SHOT GUN. YOU SHOOT ME WITH YOUR WORDS AND RUN. DANCE ON MY DEAD BODY FOR FUN. THANKS TO MY BULLET PROOF VEST, MY HEART IS SKIPPING BEATS IN MY CHEST. THIS IS A CRIME SCENE, WIPE AWAY THE BLOOD AND WASH YOUR HANDS CLEAN.

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