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WE'RE THOUGH
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COUNTRY POEMS
We're through.
Nothing left to do.
Nothing left to say.
It really don't matter anyway.
We're through.
This is the end, my friend.
Never anywhere was it going to go. No.
Hope you see there was nothing this was going to be.
We're through.
A end thats dead.
A bullet in the head.
A bullet in the brain.
There's quite a pain.
It's driving me insane.
We're through.
It was fun.
But it's done.
Fun for you and me,
but now we both need to be see free.
Time to not say yes, but no
Time to go.
Time to just walk away.
All will be ok.
