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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

ALONE



two shots of hate from a mouth as loud as a gun,


like an assasin ... who does it for fun.
two deafening blows in a war that has just begun,


life gone away...i'm done.
two red roses sitting on my coffin, the wind blows,


leaving only onethe world i know disappears...like the setting sun.

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