Hollow Love

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As the ashes fall

You wonder down the halls

Thinking no one will love you

They were all right, every word was true

You take the gun

The burden weighs a ton

Close your eyes

Pull the trigger, the bullet flies

You lay there dead

A hole through your head

Not a sound to be heard

No one says a word

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