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Dec 2015
Now that I run...

*Now that I run,
Prepared with my gun.
I leave no trace,
But the tear down my face.
Remember our song,
Of when I was wrong.
Try to smile,
I’ll be gone a while.
Please don’t cry,
Let your tears dry.
I tried so hard to care,
But it was too much to bare.
You’ll forget me soon,
Maybe even by noon.
I have to move on,
And the pain will soon be gone.
My life was a lie,
That’s why I had to die.
Written by
WiltingMoon
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