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Lifes a Bullet and Were the Gun

Taking each moment that passes you by sitting there in curiosity pondering why Each day after school you stare and stare and dont know what each new day will bring but you still fight on Cause in this world thats so cold and were so alone we need each other to fight on to take the shot cause lifes the bullet and were the gun
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Aug 12, 2010
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