Standing in the front lines.
Standing in the front lines.
With my gun by my side
Here, to simply break the ties.
Just a soilder, consumed by lies.
Years of training i have spent.
Another life, is what i take.
Headshot, another skull i break.
In this game, lifes are at stake.
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Hey, call me Gerry. Well i am a junior at my school. I can't say my english is well. However, i really do want to become an english teacher. It has always been my best subject. Well anyways, i am 17, play guitar and love expressing my views about life.
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