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We Were Supernova

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"Don't say that. We're not bad. . . we just do the bad things that good people are scared to do. We're not scared. We're young. And we have very many things left to do before this pathetic cycle you call life, is over. So shoot me. Shoot me if you want. You'd be doing me a favor. Go ahead. Do it. What's wrong? Are you scared? Are you afraid to kill me? You had no problem killing my brother. Give me the gun . . . I'll do it myself."All Rights Reserved

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