The bullet, that killsA Poem by liviebear6Bloody bullet. Bones so cold. No sunshine to scold. Skull so fine. I bet i'm out of your mnd. I should have been the one to go. It's too late. Now your gone, in a bone yard you go. © 2012 liviebear6
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Added on November 10, 2012 Last Updated on November 10, 2012 Author
liviebear6Rhode islandAboutHi, my names Alivia, I love to draw, and write poetry, in my spare time I like to go to the library. I really like reading, and I hear the spirets of the dead talk to me. like a medium. more..Writing
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