I see you in the halls, I feel disgusted. You walk past me, I try to keep it together. You've done nothing to me, haven't even said a word. I just don't like you. I can't do this another day. Its time for you to go... forever. The next day the same things happen... I walked up to you and introduced myself with a hand gun and a bullet to the head.
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Pull The Trigger Bitch
PoetryJust poems that I have come up with during my spare time. Don't think I'm crazy I just like to think about random and crazy shit sometimes
