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Look away my son
Here is a gun, so run
The killer of your mother is here
Soon, there will be nothing to fear
For you will be dead and I will live
Since you are the last in the family with something to give
So run, run, run and pray to the gun
That it will miss or make a swift death, seen by none
And make your killer save you from regret
Your majestic killer, me, will make you forget...
- by Plurrasaurus Rex |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/17/2010 |
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- Title: Run
- Artist: Plurrasaurus Rex
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Description:
Well, I wrote this awhile back, one of my favorite poems.
Please comment, so I know what I can improve on, and once again. if you want to read more of my work, please PM me, Ill link you to my DA - Date: 07/17/2010
- Tags: death sorrow killing feud
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