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I have never have been hated in spite
Until one person with blood shot eyes
A sent as strong as a hound
Slowly walking through the crowd
Clamping fingers over a cold gun
Lips twisting into a smile lined with anguish and sincerity
They hit the target swift and true
The last thing I ever saw was a girl torn with vengeance
The last thing I ever heard was the sound of a shot gun
Then my world came to an end.

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xFade said...
Nov. 26, 2012 at 9:47 pm:
This. Is. amazing. 
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