but all these rhymes still fill my heart like this pouring rain.
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The bullets were simply metaphors,
I've never fought to kill anyone, not even me.
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I went to you and you lost the love,
you're the enemy who shamed my heart in this battle...
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Don't blame me for your thunder, my love.
You can't stand in the Light of God like a lying thug.
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