fingeronthetrigger//:A Poem by kerrbaby hold on before your gone they tell me your losing it i almost threw a fit focus on me and all we can be let me be the key to you happiness hon now put down that gun they aren't worth a second of your precious time and of course they aren't worth a dime oh sweetie you mean so much to me c'mon get off that ledge - be with me. © 2008 kerr |
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