Final Shots by Michael Kenneth Christian

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Feb 2014

Out of breath
Empty pockets
Close to death
A fleeing rocket
Pull up the gun
And soon I **** it
You've cut too deep
You run away
You go to sleep
I hear a bang

Written by

Michael Kenneth Christian Texas

(Texas)

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