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The Suicide King

Walking back into the yard
To a standing ovation now
The Suicide King
With the Thorns sticking out

Scars resembling lightning bolts
You can't fix my faults
with your happy to see you frown

I come from a town where guns
Became our friends
But words of victims shattered the ground

Swallowed whole.
I found happiness in the barrel of a colt.



Lothbrok
Written by Lothbrok (Jadie Angelik)
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