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The Last Goodbye
She cries as she watches him put the gun to his head
All she was ever good at was making people dead
this is where she draws the line
She takes the gun from his cold fingers and presses it to her bust
"now this time it is a must"
"No baby please don't go
You are my heart and soul"
"Please believe me I want to stay
But I don't want you to deal with the pain"
She pulls the trigger and the bullet goes through
Now all that's left of them
Are the two hearts in the room
All she was ever good at was making people dead
this is where she draws the line
She takes the gun from his cold fingers and presses it to her bust
"now this time it is a must"
"No baby please don't go
You are my heart and soul"
"Please believe me I want to stay
But I don't want you to deal with the pain"
She pulls the trigger and the bullet goes through
Now all that's left of them
Are the two hearts in the room
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