He pointed the gun to her head,
"I will kill you," the words were venom.
She held his hand tenderly and said,
"This isn't where you should aim."
She shifted the gun slowly,
Till the barrel rested against her chest.
Just where the bullet would go,
And put her breaking heart to rest.
This scene is almost romantic except she's dead. *shrugs* well, whatever.
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Random Thoughts in My Head
RandomThese are just my thoughts. Some are sad, some are happy. Some are lyrics of songs I like. This is gonna be like my therapy book. I'll just write down what I feel in two or four lines.
