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Hands Up

We sat and talked

Wondering when this dream would end

Going seperate ways

It never occurred to us.

In a matter of time we would be alone.

Like a mustache without a lone gunman,

Completely and utterly alone.

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Published: Mar 10, 2013
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Notes: My loves

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