The light was to bright so she hid from the sun, In her dark palace she held the gun,Closed her eyes and held her breath gripping the gun waiting on death,Placed her fingers in the perfect position,The gun well loaded full of ammunition,Rasing the gun up,She ran from life choosing death instead,Pulled the trigger and fired the shot, Dropping the gun barrel still hot,And in that spit second i swear i heard it......My angel cried.
-JaShayla Sullivan
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Diagnosed with love!!<|3(Poetry Book)
PoetryThis is a poetry book about me. In this book you will learn everything about me.The ups the downs the highs and the lows off my life. soo plezz just readdd and get to know me!!!
