The gun

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I miss you, the real you. The one i took a bullet for but now your behind the trigger and the gun is up against my head. You used to be someone true someone real but now your not now your just fading into the oblivion. And i am left to fight alone. I wasnt always alone i used to be on top of the world queen of all i see but now everything i used to be is all gone and crubled to pieces. And its all your fault

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