Shot.

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There were people I loved,
That loved me back,
But they disappeared,
Just like that.
I know I've done things wrong,
Pushed people away,
Listened more to my songs,
Than what they had to say.
I've shot them down,
All they do now is frown.
But there were others,
I wished they would stay.
But they just drift away.
And I'm left alone again,
With more bullet holes,
Than the people I shot away.

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