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My love When you're sick of me I hope you have a good aim Or that the knife is really sharp Or your hands very strong So you can get it over quick I dont want to bleed to death slowly Or gasp for air forever I just want it to be over fast Maybe an atomic bomb would be the nicest way to end us
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 11:54 AM UTC
End of our road
My love When you're sick of me I hope you have a good aim Or that the knife is really sharp Or your hands very strong So you can get it over quick I dont want to bleed to death slowly Or gasp for air forever I just want it to be over fast Maybe an atomic bomb would be the nicest way to end us
#love#over#dumped#relationship#brokenheart#hate#sad
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 11:54 AM UTC
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