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Gun
Take this gun away from me
I can't shoot it anymore
I use to take you down, like that
But my heart has become sore
Take this voice away from me
You can't hear me anymore
I use to tell you everything
But now it's just a chore
Take this space away from me
I can't sleep well in this bed
It use to be the only place
To rest my weary head
Take this vision away from me
I know now I can't see
I've been trying to get well
But all I do is bleed
Take this gun away from me
You couldn't aim it if you tried
Shoot all the bullets until you're numb
But I've already died
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