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Gossip(For Bluemoon's Competition)
I gave you my secret
My deepest with nothing beneath it
My darkest hour you now know
And to the world you told
I am ruined, ashamed
I can't show my face
You found my Achilles heel
And opened a wound that will never heal
I never called you a whore
But that's what you really are
For you love is greed
and money is all you need
You opened up my soul
And showed it to the world
To this I put the barrel next to my ear
and I pulled the trigger
@>;--
My deepest with nothing beneath it
My darkest hour you now know
And to the world you told
I am ruined, ashamed
I can't show my face
You found my Achilles heel
And opened a wound that will never heal
I never called you a whore
But that's what you really are
For you love is greed
and money is all you need
You opened up my soul
And showed it to the world
To this I put the barrel next to my ear
and I pulled the trigger
@>;--
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