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Apr 2016
He held a shaking gun towards me
And I laughed maniacally
Silly lover, don't you see?
You have already burned holes within me, Done much more damage internally
Than that silly gun could ever do
Erin
Written by
Erin  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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