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Fair enough
Ricochet
Empty hands,pocket holes,such a waste
Scorge to ash
Shoot to kill
After all every dog has his day
And I swallow
Though tearing throat
That dish you've served so cold
And I see how
My turn shall come:
One perfect plan
With a flaw
...and It's all about one thing:
I know something that you don't know
Never(know),never(know),never(know)-
But you never show it...
Voice is gone
Shape is blur
But I won't give it up:there's no cure
In this new world
Not a word
Not a glance-are we friends no more?
And my cold guns
Lay 'bout and rust:
You were not there-
Don't pretend
You hold that door,
The one I've slammed
It won't budge
You'll not bend
And so...
Till better
End
Farewell...

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