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Jun 2016
Your mouth is like a revolver
It only shoots me down
Your words are chains
They only hold me down
But not anymore, I am gone
I am not living anymore.
I am free of all these bindings,
Safely out of reach.
I know there is a heaven and you'll be
Someplace that will find me hard to reach.
Written by
Yueshu Aoi
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