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feel no sorrow for me for tomorrow ill be a tear that you swallowed - your sorrow is free the gun shots the cue when the bullet reaches my head my thoughts left me for dead splattered in red...
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
dear you
feel no sorrow for me for tomorrow ill be a tear that you swallowed - your sorrow is free the gun shots the cue when the bullet reaches my head my thoughts left me for dead splattered in red...
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
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