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May 2016
Seems like it's new
I've felt it before
Could gain something special
Or lose just for pleasure
One down
Four more
Its weird this way i know
I may dissappear
Into the darkness i fear
It may be alive
Or cut with a knife
Experience my destiny
I own nothing of its wisdom
It's all just a game
Let the players play their game
Don't try to be good
It seems
You should
When it crosses the line
Feelings interfere
All control is lost
It happens all the time
They tell me i don't hear
I fight at all cost
But never did i win
leinstinct
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   Rustle McBride, --- and ---
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