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27 de outubro de 2014

A loaded gun

I have a loaded gun.
And I have you in my front door.
 Run away, man.
Too late, my friend.
Too late, my love.
I loved you.
I love you more now.
Your head bleeding is so charming.
If I were a worm... maybe I would be happy.

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