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The Loaded Gun
Hi, I am looking for honest feedback for this please.
You play the game,
you sing the song.
Saying that you don't belong,
that life is not easy.
You wear the right clothes,
hang out with the "in" people,
the loaded gun.
You think, "kuching,"
play by the rules that are for fools,
but life does not really.
Self-righteous in the extreme,
living out someone else's d...
Saturday 9th May 2015 4:29 am

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