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A pull at the trigger
Swift blow to my head
Will surley leave me
Ungreatfully dead
I trust no one
But only my gun
No one else is there
When it is; im done
I hold it faithfully
it's always there
in the end i find out
i truley dont care
For the people who care
Sorry i had to die
This gun is the only
One who would'nt lie
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