BlackColdHeartedKid

Late

Copyright, BlackColdHeartedKid

The late night talks
the late night walks
those i miss a lot
ive been waiting by the phone 4 ur call
i give up
and have a tear come down with blood
i walk to the park alone
go by the spot u kissed me
and now i pull the gun out of my purse
i call u and say g00d night
and that was that
i pulled the trigger
you run over at the park
and u slowly whisper
“im going to miss her”

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