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I remember you. We remember you.You used to come in every weekend with your mother and brother when you were

I remember you. We remember you.You used to come in every weekend with your mother and brother when you were
Terminate. It’s really, really bright. You would think death would be a little darker, that you’d fade into oblivion, but
I’d be confused as hell.I’d say it over and over again: everyone?I’d mourn and cry,And then I’d get hungryAnd have
If I had nine livesI would spend the first one hurting.Blood would take the place of tearsAnd would stain my
Holed up in my bedroom watching TVCalled my friends when I got bored.What a happy time, the war! Yes, of
Everyone knew the sound of death when they heard it. No firework or engine backfire could shake your heart like