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Ajar

At night, my finger is usually cocked locked 
and ready to pull. My moaning gun drizzles some dregs of life left,
I am going to do the same shit tomorrow
I did it today and now I am comfortable
Nothing exciting
I'm loveless and unstable
Being twenty is nothing exciting 
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