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I held the gun up to my head
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Dark Poetry I held the gun up to my head
And all I could think about was you
The way you laughed
The way you cried
The way my heart was broken
When you died
i dont know how i got all the way to your website thing over here. twas strange,idk, but i was reading some of these and i really do like this one poem for some reason. It's amazing how you write so many poems. I like it.