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You gave me a thousand rounds to a gun,
And I could end this war in one,
But that would ruin the fun.

Oh, and it's quite funny-this bullet cannot be outrun,
And it's quite funny-this bullet could be stopped if a person stopped it. If only you had someone,
I bet that guilt ways a ton.

No friends, not anymore, they'll come when the job is done,
All you gotta do is pick up the gun,-CLANK-the barrel is fully loaded, so you pulled the trigger-CLICK-and there that barrel spun.-BOOM-

A letter depression gave me,
I wanted to burn it-but how can you burn a letter-while the writer is drowning you at sea.
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All these are old.

Sad poems Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu