11A Poem by raindroploveread it eveyone forgets 11i close my eyes count to three i open my eyes count to four start to run count to five stop and set up camp count to six get some water count to seven think why am i running count to eight grab my gun count to nine put it to my head count to ten pull the tringer..... count to eleven am not dead.... © 2011 raindroplove |
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33 Reviews Added on April 26, 2011 Last Updated on April 26, 2011 Authorraindroplovein your pocket, ALAboutim me if you dont like that then get over urself XD more..Writing
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