ruthless with this gun im aiming
be careful who you're framing
because if you blame me
you're gonna end up just as dead as me
you're not gonna get away from me
you can't escape me.
I'll see you in hell, dad.
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
