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this night. walk the dead. in a solitary stile and crash the cementary gates. in the dress your husband hates. way down. mark the grave. were the searchlight find us drinking by the mausoleum door. and they find toy by the bathroon floor. i miss you so far. and the collision of your kiss that made it so hard. back home. off the run. singing song that make you slit your wrists. it isn't so much fun. staring down a loaded gun. so i wont stop dying. wont sto liyng. if you want i'll keep on crying.did you get wath you deserve? is this what you always want me for?i miss you.