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Nov 2015
She doesn't know
She's playing with a loaded gun
She thinks that its a game
She has her finger on the trigger
Would you hear me, my love?
Understand that its way bigger
She doesn't see a consequence
Not the first shot, or ever since

Still I'm the one that's loaded
I'm the one that feels it
When she turns it on herself
I'm the one who dies

I'm the one who cant walk away from this pain
I'm the one who can't seem to say
I carve my name
Before I forget everything
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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