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Oct 2015
I stand there alone
Wondering if things are ever going to change
I stand there like a statue made of stone
I wait and I wait till your in range
I see you stood still in thought
You walk near to me but yet your still to far
I stand there alone
I see you getting into a car
I stand there like a statue made of stone
You think you know me
Truth is you've never known me
From start to finish
You see me
Baskin get in my own invulnerability
A taste of blood Is what I ask for
I see you coming towards me
I pull a piece of metal from my pocket
I get on one knee and I kneel there
I kneel there like a statue made of stone
I see you gasp
You put your hand upon your heart
I take that piece of metal
Tighting my grip
Pulling the trigger
BAM!!!
Now you know me from finish to start
I stand there alone
For I am a man
I stand there like a statue made of stone
Then I turned and ran
For now you know me as
          The Hitman!!
Brandon Cook
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Brandon Cook  Athens, Texas
(Athens, Texas)   
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