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Empty shells Filled with hurt I load them all And go bezerk Hold the revolver To my head How much pain Until I'm dead? Every day I reload This empty shells I unload Listen to them click To the floor Wondering if I Can take it anymore!
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:05 AM UTC
Empty Shells
Empty shells Filled with hurt I load them all And go bezerk Hold the revolver To my head How much pain Until I'm dead? Every day I reload This empty shells I unload Listen to them click To the floor Wondering if I Can take it anymore!
Life's daily struggles.... much like Russian Roulette, with all six bullets loaded
#gun#life#pain#daily#hurt#heartache#struggle#problems#headache#revolver
Visceral
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26/Trans Female
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:05 AM UTC
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