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Dangerous Guns

Home is where the radio is Paradise is where I am I miss his cigarettes...His mess He said "I am smoking the last one" I'm going to make him crazy Rage, rage, rage Rage, fury, rage Nobody will be able to hurt me again I will defeat pain with rage, my love He cheated on me He humiliated me I am lost, baby, I am lost But then with one kiss I'd forgive him everything He left me without a word But he had forgotten his gun I thought "Do i have to shoot myself? Or him?" But then I found myself in front of a mirror And then I started to brush my hair like this... Stroke, stroke... My curls melted away And then I thought "Why I have to reach exactly 100?" Because in the hundredth stroke... My hair was back to being straight I looked again He had no power over me Baby, I have changed I'm not that little girl anymore I was a different person

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Date: 3/7/2016 2:06:00 PM
Gabija)))) geras eileraštis. geras šitas, ir kiti tp
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Date: 1/4/2016 12:56:00 PM
enjoyed reading
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Date: 7/3/2014 4:10:00 AM
Go on and take control of your own destiny
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