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And when the bullet pierced through him, he thought
What a wretched little life
And when his body hit the floor, he thought
I always anticipated I'd have more time
And when he felt his blood pooling around him, he thought
I don’t want to go
And when he looked into his eyes, he thought
I love him
And when he realized he was going to die, he thought
I love him
And when his consciousness began to slip away, he thought
I love him
And when his hand reached out to to him, he thought
He loves me
And when the blood spattered across his face, he thought
I’m tired of losing him over and over again
And when he was pulled to safety, he thought
Life isn’t fair
And when he rolled under the fire truck, he thought
I’m not letting him go
And when he looked into his eyes, he thought
He loves me
And when he realized there was no time, he thought
He loves me
And when he noticed him slipping away, he thought
He loves me
And when he reached out to him, he thought
I love him
