*bang bang*

*bang bang*

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"He was five and I was six, we rode horses made of sticks, he wore black and I wore white, he would always win the fight. Bang bang, he shot me down... My baby shot me down..." This song fit perfect for her, for us. We didn't think it would end like this, but we were just young...
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