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what he really means
written by Lovely_Suicide07:52 AM 9/5/04I hold the gun up to my head
No sign of dread upon my face
How hard i had to try to finish this race
Embracing this ending
No longer pretending
Eager to reach the end
I hear a voice
My choice is to turn around and see who it is
There his standing
Telling me his very understanding
I think his just very demanding
He wants his own way a voice in my head says
He thinks your weak
I stare at him and do not speak
Instead i pull the trigger
I know i've proved i'm bigger then i look
It took years for me to prove my point but now i have. |
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yeah just the words behind the words
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