

Kaboom, Kaboom.x WoundsKaboom, Kaboom.
The twisting barrel of a gun
Shows our war is never won With dancing shells of golden pain
We let blood of our brothers rain The beautiful cheers that fill our ears might dissapear Along with long fallen tears And though our hearts might hold some pain
There is equal hapiness that will always reign Hope is not a simple word
And sometimes never even heard Yet we see it in small ways
That makes us prideful of our days Sadly there are more fights we must gain But then again there are always Flowers in the rain
x Won
PEW PEW
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I tell you such fine music awaits in the shadows of the fires of hell. -Charles Bukowski
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The choice of cats is eerily similar.
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Bitch
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Bitch
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Because I live in the fuckin' suburbs.
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