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Rascal Love

That was how you dressed yourself
A master with a verdict
Guns trigger anger in that of a crown
A medicine you couldn't down
The sound of it ripped your soul
And pushed you to the ground

In your hands, it's a different choice
With the way that it points
Not once did you say to end a day
With a bullet in display
But it's not like you had the power
Your heart was already played

Taken by the sight we witnessed alone
You'd think our time was up
You lived up to your name to the first "L"
And you probably went to Hell
Though we can't the change rules, we can, a game
And why not a heart as well.



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