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By Walking alone in the shadows of night

I'm waling alone tonight, acting as if i'm alright, I'm heart-broken and brain dead. maybe things would be better with a bullet in my head. some feel i'm crazy, and they don't like me. but what they don't realize about me, is I don't care, just let me be, just let me be who i want. and I will not taunt, those who are pricks. because after all you cannot pick, your own life and plans. Oh wait, yes you can!

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