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She is gone. And now, my chances are none. But whether I grab a gun And shoot myself, Or just run Forever from what's past; One thing remains: That this is no fun. The point is not to forget, But to move the **** on!
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Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC
A Lesson
She is gone. And now, my chances are none. But whether I grab a gun And shoot myself, Or just run Forever from what's past; One thing remains: That this is no fun. The point is not to forget, But to move the **** on!
mahdi-dn
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Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC
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