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too slowly, it comes

I couldn't write down who I am.
if I had a gun pressed to your head
and you had to write it yourself
you'd do okay.
I'm different than that though,
you're different too,
I think that's why we're locked in this room
with a gun, a pen, a paper, you and I.
Written by jadielue (Jade.)
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