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Feeling all alone,
Until a ghastly group comes along,
Reeling you in,
With their slanderous sins.

Spontaneously stealing,
And deviously drinking,
Furiosly fighting,
And secretly smoking.

Shooting random people on the rough road,
A gun in your hands on last bullet to load,
Thinking back at your actions make you ponder,
Though its too late for that since you're six feet under.

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