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I never claimed to be bulletproof, You see, you created this tiny wound that entered my heart, Blew the whole thing to hell, Then, as if in slow motion my world fell apart. I never claimed to be bulletproof I just hid the exit scar well.
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 6:33 PM UTC
Bulletproof
I never claimed to be bulletproof, You see, you created this tiny wound that entered my heart, Blew the whole thing to hell, Then, as if in slow motion my world fell apart. I never claimed to be bulletproof I just hid the exit scar well.
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 6:33 PM UTC
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