Stand tall

I drew my weapon first,
Pointed my fingers at you like guns,

It was a silent fight on the same side,
I used to laugh more than I cried, it was a sure fire sign.

It’s never the same thing twice,
Everything has a price.

I admit now, things got out of hand,

I understand.

-Aarushi

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