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Lord time is loading a gun First, he loads the seconds The first time you met, the way you felt The minutes soon after Your first date, knowing it's fate The hours afterwards Sweet talks into the night, the regret after the first fight Next slightly fazed he stacks in the days Getting to know each other, finding love in one another months goes down the Musket as he seals the casket The special why she smiled, awaiting your first child Lastly, with tears he forces in the years You grow old together. Time has cut her tether Now his work is done It's time to fire the gun.
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May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
Time
Lord time is loading a gun First, he loads the seconds The first time you met, the way you felt The minutes soon after Your first date, knowing it's fate The hours afterwards Sweet talks into the night, the regret after the first fight Next slightly fazed he stacks in the days Getting to know each other, finding love in one another months goes down the Musket as he seals the casket The special why she smiled, awaiting your first child Lastly, with tears he forces in the years You grow old together. Time has cut her tether Now his work is done It's time to fire the gun.
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May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
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