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by NICKOLAS ELGERT Aug 4, 2004 category : Special events / other poems
I stand my watch with a gun You make a move towards me And you wont go home to your son When it comes to me and you I will pull the trigger before you do So I will stay true And I will not cry While I am watching you die I will think in your head That your dead and I am not And since you challenged me You shall rot