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I aim the gun

Its against my head

One right move

And I'll be dead

Because my only wish

Will never come true

It's not much

All I want is you

But you're so far away

You're not coming back

This pain is too much

Like an aerial attack

Unsuspected

Unprepared

Almost like

Noone cared

So suicide, suicide

My new best friend

Suicide, suicide

My final end

Suicide, suicide

You saved me

Suicide, suicide

I'm finally free

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Published: Dec 12, 2011
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