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Not knowing what to do,
lieing with tears in my eyes. Thoughts come to my head. and they come with no surprise. Looking at my ceiling. Wondering where to run, No ones arms are open All I have is this gun. I could end this crap now, maybe it all would go away, I could say I loved you to my death, but I need to see your face. If only you could know, life without you by my side, You would see my pain. You would see why I cry. Im holding on with all my might, and all my strength. Holding alone, till I see your face. By: Dustin Walter
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