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His Juliet

He sat next to the window

Looked outside of it

This aim would be a good one one, his best hit

He'd get her good,

Get her right in the head,

He'd kill her, his girl

And she'd be dead

If that guy would've stayed away from her

And they would have never met

He wouldn't have to kill his dear Juliet

But it's already happened and he can't forget

So he pulls the trigger and get's on with it

He gets up from his seat and walks away

He walks into the distance forgetting all about today





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