walking to a cliff
you walk and walk
til you fall on your face
you pull your self up
and you cry, cry, cry
cry your little heart out
what-o
what-o
cry your little heart out
now she rises to her feet, with a grin on her face
then she realizes it all in her he-ad
she was all alone
she was pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger
all wronge!
she had no composer, and no smpothy
she charged at her opponet
and when she passed...
......
she pulled out a knife and pulled the trigger on his life
smirked and chuckled
then pionted the gun to her head
and pulled the trigger all wronge....
...
now she sits in her grave
with her eyes glued shut
and her mouth too
sitting and replaying
her death
and his death
in her head
now her soul
and body
are restless
but that is her punishment
for pulling the trigger....
....
ALL WRONGE!!!!
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i'm 14 i have blonde hair,blue eyes,don'y know what to write about
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