Carosel Love

by Jennifer   Feb 20, 2006


Spin the gun Spin the barrel. One bullet around goes the carousal. Cock it with our love and pull it to our hearts. Theres our game of Russian roulette from the start. The last thing I saw made it all make sense, the love in your eyes made me fall. Nothing made me cry, you were the last thing I wanted to see before I die.
Round and round I go, I reach out my hand i hear you cry, nothing else mattered except the reason why. My life's fair was over, the lights are out. Not a single word from my mouth. "he loved me " I thought. I knew it when it all begun. Now its my turn to wait for his barrels last spun.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Janie

    Good wow!

  • 18 years ago

    by Janie

    Wow.... that's all i can say