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Now, honey I'm not much a poet But for one, you never had a chance Love it, leave it You'll never understand But what a pretty face carrying on and on Red is love Like the rose on my coffin door What's life without bleeding on the floor? You didn't make me leave I wear this by the sleeve Give me a reason to believe So give me all your poison And give me all your pills Give me all the broken hearts and make me ill If this is what you want Then fire at will Say all you want but who's going to save me? We point the gun, just the one you gave me Hallelujah, lock and load
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 6:40 PM UTC
So This Can Be Goodbye
Now, honey I'm not much a poet But for one, you never had a chance Love it, leave it You'll never understand But what a pretty face carrying on and on Red is love Like the rose on my coffin door What's life without bleeding on the floor? You didn't make me leave I wear this by the sleeve Give me a reason to believe So give me all your poison And give me all your pills Give me all the broken hearts and make me ill If this is what you want Then fire at will Say all you want but who's going to save me? We point the gun, just the one you gave me Hallelujah, lock and load
bye
#suicide#gun#pills#sadness#death#dark#guns#ill#selfharm#twsuicide
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lunaxartemis
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 6:40 PM UTC
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