Darkness Is the Key
Shh.
Don't say a word.
Silent.
Darkness is the key.
Russian roulette.
Pick your poison.
My bottle.
Your gun.
Shoot me.
The magazine is full.
I know.
So I choose the first shot.
End of the barrel.
My forehead.
Bang.
Copyright © Taylor Jenkins | Year Posted 2010
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