Playing with Fire

by DarkKiller   Mar 22, 2007


I did it again,
I almost got caught,
It was fun as always,
We played safe this time,
Then we saw the police,
I ran in fear,
Hoping to be forgotten,
Wishing the police never came,
So we could continue the fun,
But the fun could Kill me,
Going to jail is impossible for me,
I'd die before I go to jail,
Take the Pistol and I'm done,
But playing with fire is worth it.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Hannah Emellia

    ... sounds like a very big fire.

  • 17 years ago

    by Cameron

    Yay! fire. lol

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