lOvE WaS tHe DeAtH oF mE

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He had a gun
And all he wanted was fun
I had flowers
And I wanted to be hers

To her apartment I went
After all the money I had spent
I saw them leave
And my heart began to weave

He took her to the middle of nowhere
So no one could hear
I saw her strip
And then he pushed in deep

I thought of driving back home
But my legs decided to roam
He shot me in the head
And she watched me fall dead


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