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Join Date: Apr 2007
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One Bullet
i’m about to take the last train home
only one more stop before i return to the stone i plan on taking my life out of this world i can no longer stay here, this earth’s become too cold whether its now or later we will die young life’s always short for those who live by the gun now i have one bullet with a name chiseled in the name upon it’s mine and i will die with a grin you thought that you could save me from the world outside but there is no shelter for me, you cannot stop the tide who really wants to live their life in ever lasting fear this world is not for me, so when i go don’t shed a tear whether its now or later we will die young life’s always short for those who live by the gun now i have one bullet with a name chiseled in the name upon it’s mine and i will die with a grin |
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