gun
<>is love like a gun
has it ruined warm days
creating strangeways and newscasts
is love warm once fired
and do the expired lie still
out of fear or escape
can one survive the gun of love
and will i ever be brave enough
to put that barrel against my heart and head again
will hope arrive
like my emotion running red
if love is like a gun
careful where you point it
i don't mean to sound disappointed
but it hurts
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