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Mar 2015
Young and invincible.
Do you really think the bullet is going to miss you?
Preconceived ideas.
The time flies by in these young years.
You think you are young and invincible, no one is invincible.
Death is a fate in which we all share.
Don't think you were superior due to an outfit that you wear.
So you think you are invincible? Here, hold this to your head. Pull the trigger.  
I can guarantee your death.
Oh, why are you shaking?
Why the heavy breath?
I thought you were "invincible", superiority at it's best.
Death is something you can't escape.
Talk about invincible, Death is our  fate.
Written by
Ravenlimit
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