War Commander
Thursday, July 2, 2015
Cuffs
Bullets hail down the hall -
She laughs finishing her last cigarette
Could you find her ?
She's running towards you
Down the empty streets
It's dark , I know
But she slows the rain
For a kiss good night
As she climbs
In her get away - car
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