Brittni Stumpho Poems

If you put that gun to your head,
Or that match to your skin
You'll never know what happens when
You win
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Stop making wishes
Because
You're burning bridges
And when you burn bridges
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It came through the air
Like nothing any body's ever seen before
It was an eye sore
People crying
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I'm sitting here looking out
The window
As the news is on the T.V in the
Background
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