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Silly Little Girl

As i put this gun to my head You'll forget every word i said As my own blood splatters across the hall My very existence will slowly fall Your fake pity and care Something so easy to tare My heart ripped out my chest To you this was all just a test

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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