He took the hat from my mouth. ''Tell me you love me'', he said. Gently I did. The end came anyway

..and I thought how liking a boy was just the same as believing you wanted to know a secret - everything was better when you were denied and could feel tormented by curiousity or loneliness. But the moment of something happening was treacherous. It was just so tiring to have to worry about whether your face was peeling, or to have to laugh at stories that weren’t funny.

To kill a man you need three things: the gun and the balls?” “We can get the gun okay,

6 foot heart 5,9 frame sometimes tough sometimes tame when the time to choose the choice is mine.

Written By Kevin Lee Barham

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