NicoleMarie Klimeczko


Confused

The barrels like a long tree trunk, the whole a perfect sphere.
The trigger two points from the top, ' My GOD ' the time is near.
Friends I haven't any
Parents do not care
My lover up & left me
My life I will not spare
squeeze the trigger, a lod bang in my head
parents come running in crying 'OH MY GOD, SHE'S DEAD.

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