blast offA Poem by brianna vega
dont shoot
a barrel full of liquor im your last bullet but dont shoot dont shoot me just yet blast into darkness oblivion oblivion such a pretty word the way it tumbles off your lips dont shoot dont shoot me just yet aimed at the hip blasting off to tickle the tounge slide down the throat bloody bloody wet mess drown in the insides you held in so welll blast me blast me blast me off © 2011 brianna vega |
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Added on September 21, 2011 Last Updated on September 21, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAboutThings have changed like the singing of rain Once soft Now pouring Soaking Softening Changing more.. |

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