Where There Is Guns There Is Me

Where There Is Guns There Is Me

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His touch I was yet to get acquainted with but his Gun I was all too familiar with. "Where there is cars there is he but where there is dolls there is she" "Well mommy where there is guns there is me" Based on a true story or not ;D Its my journal bitch
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Staring at the gun in his hand as he stalks towards me with a devilish smirk on his face, I feel the bone-chilling fear rises within me. My back is against the wall and I'm trapped as he stands in front of me, his body so close to me that I can almost feel it touching me, and somehow I crave for his touch. I stare deep into his kohl black eyes and somehow his eyes tell me everything that I need to know. He does have feelings after all yet is confused about them. "You belong to me!" He says harshly, and before I could even process his words his lips capture mine in a possessive matter.

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