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lulaby
is the truth really a truth or is it a covered up lie.
Every one around you is smirking and you dont know why.
You keep it all inside, Untill you explode and every one sees your true colors.
While the kids are crying and saying sorry it is too late you already have the gun and it is too late you already have the gun.
The screaming of the kids that thought it was so funny now falling to the floor.
.The pleas and the bribes are not going to work now he has had enough and thats all that matters.one says im your friend another says i didn't mean it but it was too late to stop.the bullet flies and everyone holds their breath and one by one the one next to you falls down and you are greatfull it was not you.if you moved he would put one right between your eyes ir you screamed he would blow off your knee they didn't understand they brought it on them selves.
But all he did was tell the kid to tell his mother he was sorry and shot himself.The kid told the kids mother and she was heart broken.a few days late the cops found the mother dead on the bed they buried them under a willow and the angels sang a whisky lulaby.
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