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Jan 2014
Fire burns in my eyes
so much rage I can't subside

I hold myself while I cry
to keep from wanting you to die

I'd **** you!

I'd **** you dead!

If I only had a 45 to press against your head

I'd make you feel my pain
and you'd beg me to stop

You'd hear the clicks as I cocked it

And then.....


POP!!!
Lady Francis
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Lady Francis  Bronx,Ny
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