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Dec 2016
This isn't living
This is you
Pointing a gun in my face
telling me that everything is ok,
You put the bullet in the gun
I pulled the trigger
That's the bullet
Took away my pain
Running from a blind a man
Lost in the known
I'm afraid to be found
If you can love me,
then you must not know me
I just wanted to dream,
so you poisoned me in my sleep
Written by
joel hansen  Palm Springs California
(Palm Springs California)   
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