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Jun 2018
Camel 99
I was really feelin fine
Had the shooter in my pocket
And your picture in my mind
I thought I knew the game
And was glad I brought the gun
My trigger finger itches
When the day is said and done
You keep your eyes on me
I'll show you how we do
Think two steps ahead
You've got to see this through
He looked me up and down
Then nodded to the side
I know just why your here
But the rules you must abide
I told him I could hang
Flashed the metal on my hip
I knew the tap rack bang
But on my shoulder was a chip
Can you see it in my eyes?
I did not forget that night
And I really do despise
A man without some fight
He said you better start
you best be game to go
And boy you guard that heart
Trust me, this I know
Cause everyone will die
And up or down they'll  go
Only few will know but why
So sonny take this slow
Constantine Madden
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Constantine Madden  26/M/Sacramento
(26/M/Sacramento)   
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   kaycog and Hannah
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